<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352</id><updated>2012-01-10T04:24:56.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>turntostardust.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-6174148336080748975</id><published>2012-01-10T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T04:24:56.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second day of school.</title><content type='html'>It's only the second day of school today. And i'm already feeling stressed out, feeling like i'm not gonna make it for a levels. Thinking about the expectations the teachers have for the class, all the targets set for this year, all the hard work that needs to be put in, i just can't help but worry if i'll actually do well for a's and get to the university of my choice. It's like trying to create a miracle in just ten months, you know. I just can't picture the amount of hard work that i need to put in to turn all these d's and e's to a's and b's. And there is still lit to think about. Honestly, i am just not a lit student. I've tried to like lit, but i'm just rly not passionate about the subject. I guess if it wasn't an examinable subject, i would actually be okay with it. But i just feel like all this meaningful discussions that the class has won't get us anywhere if we cannot translate it into writing during the exams. But, then again, like my dad always says, whats the point of complaining. I'm already in JC2 now and i chose this path. So i guess i just have to work hard and insya allah, i will get the results that's best for me and get to the university i want. Meanwhile, i should probably stop worrying and try to atleast not hate lit. And believe that miracles exist and have faith in allah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-6174148336080748975?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/6174148336080748975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2012/01/second-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6174148336080748975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6174148336080748975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2012/01/second-day-of-school.html' title='Second day of school.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-6217584868200262425</id><published>2012-01-02T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T11:26:34.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Photo Montage.</title><content type='html'>I know it's kinda late considering it's already 3rd Jan, but i really want to do this. So, here goes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-peVIRHQwJ34/TwIBJxT0k2I/AAAAAAAABPo/FW_sGYQF3ds/s1600/sr+picnic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-peVIRHQwJ34/TwIBJxT0k2I/AAAAAAAABPo/FW_sGYQF3ds/s320/sr+picnic.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SR Picnic with A1! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uGKdXw_IECc/TwIBP-1tHTI/AAAAAAAABPw/L23p7UDVxQ4/s1600/orion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uGKdXw_IECc/TwIBP-1tHTI/AAAAAAAABPw/L23p7UDVxQ4/s320/orion.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Orion 3 OG! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_yfu7oUP6k/TwIBTlL1GyI/AAAAAAAABP4/OD0IDkIsank/s1600/start+of+sch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_yfu7oUP6k/TwIBTlL1GyI/AAAAAAAABP4/OD0IDkIsank/s320/start+of+sch.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Alex's Birthday Celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-up6Grzrbc10/TwIBXG1g7KI/AAAAAAAABQA/92MqdQockn0/s1600/lit+nite.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-up6Grzrbc10/TwIBXG1g7KI/AAAAAAAABQA/92MqdQockn0/s320/lit+nite.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lit Night! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WJadw4y4b04/TwIBY3DxR6I/AAAAAAAABQI/BvNrLS38iNg/s1600/a1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WJadw4y4b04/TwIBY3DxR6I/AAAAAAAABQI/BvNrLS38iNg/s320/a1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A1 with the exchange students from Indonesia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rjftTRsYQjs/TwIBeOuPKnI/AAAAAAAABQQ/NfaQ6ao496w/s1600/meetup+w+46.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rjftTRsYQjs/TwIBeOuPKnI/AAAAAAAABQQ/NfaQ6ao496w/s320/meetup+w+46.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MJ's swensens treat! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tU_Q6N9PETA/TwIBjQqsZaI/AAAAAAAABQY/15iexHGled4/s1600/emily.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tU_Q6N9PETA/TwIBjQqsZaI/AAAAAAAABQY/15iexHGled4/s320/emily.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Emily of the Emerald hill!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bLF214YfW6Q/TwIBmIKUZdI/AAAAAAAABQg/vmKnEAFi1jM/s1600/cny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bLF214YfW6Q/TwIBmIKUZdI/AAAAAAAABQg/vmKnEAFi1jM/s320/cny.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chinese New Year celebration in school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aGeJqoM7Kcc/TwIBp_8WGoI/AAAAAAAABQo/4_60hu9N8KI/s1600/macbeth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aGeJqoM7Kcc/TwIBp_8WGoI/AAAAAAAABQo/4_60hu9N8KI/s320/macbeth.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Boring, boring Macbeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqONOGXNtUA/TwIBte3hKTI/AAAAAAAABQw/dm_0c1YFrnY/s1600/crazies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqONOGXNtUA/TwIBte3hKTI/AAAAAAAABQw/dm_0c1YFrnY/s320/crazies.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Crazy afternoon with sha, ziq and asyraf!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wvlmgGSqUYE/TwIBy1GKSdI/AAAAAAAABQ4/NgPP9vfREjc/s1600/syakurs+sis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wvlmgGSqUYE/TwIBy1GKSdI/AAAAAAAABQ4/NgPP9vfREjc/s320/syakurs+sis.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Syakur's sis wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhjRUW2WJbk/TwIB1BdbziI/AAAAAAAABRA/3nr-vrjVxDM/s1600/ms+chrystella%2527s+wedd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhjRUW2WJbk/TwIB1BdbziI/AAAAAAAABRA/3nr-vrjVxDM/s320/ms+chrystella%2527s+wedd.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ms Chrystella's wedding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EhPlRH4B5RU/TwIB5VqZ4aI/AAAAAAAABRI/4PL-Vj2wsS8/s1600/thanksgiving.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EhPlRH4B5RU/TwIB5VqZ4aI/AAAAAAAABRI/4PL-Vj2wsS8/s320/thanksgiving.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanksgiving @ SR. Me and alex were horribly late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NgvXOZ_SHGk/TwIB90gLV7I/AAAAAAAABRQ/Hd7yEjDUuRQ/s1600/aft+will+run.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NgvXOZ_SHGk/TwIB90gLV7I/AAAAAAAABRQ/Hd7yEjDUuRQ/s320/aft+will+run.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After Will Run,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BcnXsT9K-Y0/TwICBRa-R5I/AAAAAAAABRY/VIVUAwSCRxM/s1600/birthday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BcnXsT9K-Y0/TwICBRa-R5I/AAAAAAAABRY/VIVUAwSCRxM/s320/birthday.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My Surprise Birthday Celebration&amp;nbsp;by F5! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8J4X0dXScds/TwICJ6KLC1I/AAAAAAAABRo/cRki-LdvhoY/s1600/pw+pilot+test.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8J4X0dXScds/TwICJ6KLC1I/AAAAAAAABRo/cRki-LdvhoY/s320/pw+pilot+test.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;PW Pilot Test Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-navkxu-xdM8/TwICMbxXlLI/AAAAAAAABRw/cfmgX5Ck0-8/s1600/pw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-navkxu-xdM8/TwICMbxXlLI/AAAAAAAABRw/cfmgX5Ck0-8/s320/pw.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;PW madness &amp;amp; photobooth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1uawhBeD0bo/TwICP_V2kfI/AAAAAAAABR4/_LewHBint8c/s1600/so+done+w+pw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1uawhBeD0bo/TwICP_V2kfI/AAAAAAAABR4/_LewHBint8c/s320/so+done+w+pw.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally done with WR! WHOOPDEEDOOOO~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FqdT_xwAgVk/TwICU_4o3wI/AAAAAAAABSA/WICn2QqPwBU/s1600/macritchie+hike.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FqdT_xwAgVk/TwICU_4o3wI/AAAAAAAABSA/WICn2QqPwBU/s320/macritchie+hike.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Macritchie Hike!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q7JhGoppipU/TwICdUe2K1I/AAAAAAAABSI/CXmXOZmL3gQ/s1600/sc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q7JhGoppipU/TwICdUe2K1I/AAAAAAAABSI/CXmXOZmL3gQ/s320/sc.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Post-promos outing with @alexthediamond at Science Centre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7SuTKlI_bTI/TwICgQ51_CI/AAAAAAAABSQ/lOVOvYrlvTg/s1600/mr+kohs+wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7SuTKlI_bTI/TwICgQ51_CI/AAAAAAAABSQ/lOVOvYrlvTg/s320/mr+kohs+wedding.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr Koh's fantabulous wedding. (((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2pP0sh12bjo/TwICkLgCzRI/AAAAAAAABSY/9LdOtix0nmk/s1600/caving.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2pP0sh12bjo/TwICkLgCzRI/AAAAAAAABSY/9LdOtix0nmk/s320/caving.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caving! Best experience ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-845PgRwbYCw/TwICnNmIEdI/AAAAAAAABSg/lNznz_afUQU/s1600/hot+egyptians..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-845PgRwbYCw/TwICnNmIEdI/AAAAAAAABSg/lNznz_afUQU/s320/hot+egyptians..jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Egyptian hot bods @ USS. Hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IWSh5LtZTHU/TwICqjW52AI/AAAAAAAABSo/7HvSYnVPN-Q/s1600/batam+trip.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IWSh5LtZTHU/TwICqjW52AI/AAAAAAAABSo/7HvSYnVPN-Q/s320/batam+trip.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Miniature houses @ Batam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c7vOHyzTPBI/TwICuXQrjHI/AAAAAAAABSw/sTDZ8p1JP-s/s1600/skypark.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c7vOHyzTPBI/TwICuXQrjHI/AAAAAAAABSw/sTDZ8p1JP-s/s320/skypark.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fantastic outing at MBS skypark with the dearest bestfriend. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, that pretty much summarises my whole 2011! Even though the order of the pictures are pretty jumbled up. I miss last year already. But i should probably stop whining and accept the fact that it's already 2012 and i should get ready for school and get ready to study my ass off for A Levels! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have an AWESOME 2012, GUYS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-6217584868200262425?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/6217584868200262425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011-photo-montage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6217584868200262425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6217584868200262425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011-photo-montage.html' title='2011 Photo Montage.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-peVIRHQwJ34/TwIBJxT0k2I/AAAAAAAABPo/FW_sGYQF3ds/s72-c/sr+picnic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-2937919094294708749</id><published>2011-12-31T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T08:19:51.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of 2011.</title><content type='html'>2011's ending in less than an hour. I guess this year would be an okay year. It definitely wasn't a horrible year, but there's always ups and downs to everything, so this year would be just okay. This year, I experienced the death of a loved one, my grandfather. Despite the fact that he was already quite sick, it was still shocking when mum told me he'd passed away. At times, i still remember the times he always called and ask whether i've eaten and all that. I guess his absence was really felt during hari raya this year, since he passed away during the fasting month. He'll always be remembered, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, moving on to the happier stuff this year, i got into SR this year! And, i've really come to love SR for the awesome school spirit and all that! (: I think it's great, and it just makes the stressful jc life a lil better. Sometimes, i kinda regret coming to a jc, but i guess i won't be able to handle the numerous amount of projects in poly also. I've met new people in this jc also, more of which i'll talk about later. They are all different people, but they are all unique and special in their own way. Yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, before i run out of time, and 2012 rolls in, i should probably start on my dedications. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DCrxg4SlM7A/Tv8oaHTmlaI/AAAAAAAABMU/Q682njYKSRY/s1600/IMG_8991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DCrxg4SlM7A/Tv8oaHTmlaI/AAAAAAAABMU/Q682njYKSRY/s320/IMG_8991.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of course, I'll have to start with my awesome bestfriend in the whole wide world, Aishah! :D Hi babe! (: This year has been quite a change for us, what with us going to different schools and all that. But alhamdulillah, we are still really close and we have like the awesomest outings ever. Seriously! :D&amp;nbsp;This year, you've changed, but in a positive way. And i just wanted to say how very proud I am that you're wearing the hijab now!! Extremely happy for you&amp;nbsp;and I hope that one day, I'll be able to cover up as well. Also this year, you are more focused on your studies! Wooohoooo, that's the way, mariner. Hah. Okay, so Siti Aishah Bte Yahya, I want to thank you for everything you've done for me this year and all the other years. You're always there for me, even now that we are in diff schools, and you always&amp;nbsp;listen to my countless stories about you know who no matter how boring and stupid they get&amp;nbsp;and how stubborn i am when you give advice. And, you always remind me not to give up when the going gets tough. Most importantly, i'd like to thank you for always putting your trust in me. I really appreciate it and i hope everything goes well for you, in every aspect, this coming year. Nobody can replace you, sha. Love you forever bestfriend!&amp;nbsp;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tg9J5httk3E/Tv8rNdRmcKI/AAAAAAAABMg/4o_yibuHy_E/s1600/alex..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tg9J5httk3E/Tv8rNdRmcKI/AAAAAAAABMg/4o_yibuHy_E/s320/alex..jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next up, Alex! Hi girl! :D&amp;nbsp;You are like one of the first friends I've ever made in jc. Thank you very much for being so friendly during movie under the stars at the start of the year. It seriously made me feel like everything was going to be okay. (: So, thank you very much. We've had ups and downs this year, but thank you for always being my study buddy and being a great friend and being there for me when i needed you! Most of all, we've&amp;nbsp;shared many&amp;nbsp;awesome memories this year!!!&amp;nbsp;I hope we'll continue to support each other in terms of studies and all that next year. And make more great memories together! And remain positive and happy, and have fun in school. And try to love our sucky subject combination.&amp;nbsp;Woohooo. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-upPYqcLqCOk/Tv8tgQsX73I/AAAAAAAABMs/aCRoN2Ka34Y/s1600/deep.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-upPYqcLqCOk/Tv8tgQsX73I/AAAAAAAABMs/aCRoN2Ka34Y/s320/deep.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Deep deep! Hello my gym partner! (: I remember how we got close at the start of the year and all that, and how we got to know each other better throughout the year! We always have lots of fun together thats for sure, be it going to the gym or eating (definitely eating) and studying or doing whatever stuff we've done. (:&amp;nbsp;And you are my 90210 budddddddddy. Liam!! And you like OTH now also. So, now we have to share lucas and peyton. Haha. Anws, thanks for always being there for me this year and supporting me and all that! Oh, my favourite memory of us this year would be the times we went for breakfast together. We really need to do that again next yr kay? Hopefully, next year will be a even better year for us! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HegwZvMupRM/Tv8vit37n5I/AAAAAAAABM4/Bvppf5_f42Q/s1600/wei.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HegwZvMupRM/Tv8vit37n5I/AAAAAAAABM4/Bvppf5_f42Q/s320/wei.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi my dearest tan wei wei! Firstly, i know i can be quite evil to you sometimes, so im so sorry. Hehe. But please know that i love you okaaaaay. You are someone who knows me really well, i just can't lie about anything to you. Seriously. We are not physically close, but you are always there when i need you. So, thank you very much! I've had many great memories with you this year, especially during pw. Especially during op. I was pretty scared of your comments but i knew you just wanted me to do well and stuff. (: I'm really gonna miss you next year, but i know we're gonna remain good friends no matter what. ^^&amp;nbsp;Please study hard next year okay! I really wanna see your name on the dean's list next year. Dun oversleep anymore! You're awesome, my half-thai friend!&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h4C16ZIr7v4/Tv8xP5jBQlI/AAAAAAAABNE/yz3bitkJ-tk/s1600/von.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h4C16ZIr7v4/Tv8xP5jBQlI/AAAAAAAABNE/yz3bitkJ-tk/s320/von.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last but not least, Yvonne! Hi von! I remember the first time we were walking together out of school, and you said, "I hope you are okay with sarcastic people, cause I'm a sarcastic person". And, i was like, Yeap yeap im okay with it. (: Cause im like sarcastic too. Haha. Okay first of all, i really love the way you text. You always use lots of smileys. :D It always makes me happy. Hehe. Anw, thank you for being there when i needed you, all those times i was sad in school or had a problem and stuff. It's always nice when you say 'Nabs, why you so sad? Are you okay?'. (: Thank you very much for everything, and we must not slack next year so we can all do well for a's, kay kay? &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokie, now I'm all done. So,&amp;nbsp;I guess it's &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Goodbye 2011&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello 2012!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-2937919094294708749?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/2937919094294708749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/12/end-of-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2937919094294708749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2937919094294708749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/12/end-of-2011.html' title='The end of 2011.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DCrxg4SlM7A/Tv8oaHTmlaI/AAAAAAAABMU/Q682njYKSRY/s72-c/IMG_8991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-8473017724534355205</id><published>2011-12-19T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T08:39:50.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with @hileow!</title><content type='html'>Went out with Char today! (: We were initially supposed to go to town but since it was raining and all that, we decided to go E!Hub instead. (Yes, i love the exclamation mark in the word. I think it's appropriate) So anw, we had lunch at macs. There were&amp;nbsp;really lots of people eating twister fries. And i'm here thinking like, the original fries is really a lot nicer. But then again, maybe that's just me. So, we had a good lunch, talked about our srgce trips and all, and then went to the cinema to watch mission impossible 4. I would say not bad for an action movie, especially since i'm not a big fan of action packed movies and all. But, i really thought the show was entertaining. So yay!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to McCafe after the movie and just sat there and talked. It's always nice to&amp;nbsp;hang out with&amp;nbsp;char even though she's not in A1 and all. She's a really great and sincere friend. Kinda wished she was in A1 sometimes. ): So anw, after talking for a little while, we took some pictures with her awesome red dslr camera. It's a really unique colour and design and she said that the price was quite affordable. Woah, i should srsly save up and get myself a dslr soon. And take up photog classes so i can go on holiday and take amazing photos. Seriously. Can't wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i had a great day today! :D&amp;nbsp;And now, I have to sleep, considering the fact that I have to wake up early in the morning tomorrow to take the ferry to Batam for a 1 night stay with the family. Okay, goodnight peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-8473017724534355205?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/8473017724534355205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/12/out-with-hileow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/8473017724534355205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/8473017724534355205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/12/out-with-hileow.html' title='Out with @hileow!'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-6490119852899094836</id><published>2011-12-19T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T08:24:06.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>USS! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0jpL4Bd79nc/Tu9Y2xQSwFI/AAAAAAAABK4/LI_MfQa42ik/s1600/IMG_8652.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0jpL4Bd79nc/Tu9Y2xQSwFI/AAAAAAAABK4/LI_MfQa42ik/s320/IMG_8652.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Had a fantastic time at USS on Thursday with the family. (: It was really, really great. The moment I walked&amp;nbsp;in, it&amp;nbsp;felt like i was in another country or something. It really didn't feel like I was in Singapore. I think it's amazing how they designed the whole park to fit the 6 different themes. And all the things inside the different themes, like the signboards or dustbins fits the theme. Like i really found it super cool. So, we started off the day with the newest ride- Transformer. The graphics are really awesome. Seriously. It really felt like we were in the movie. Afterwards, my bro and dad went to take Battlestar Galactica. The chicken (yeah thats me) was too scared to take the Battlestar Galactica. Though I think that was quite a good decision on my part. (Yeap, more on that later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to queue for the legend of the mummy ride only to hear 'we are currently experiencing a short delay in your experience of this attraction' for about 6 times before there was like a black out or something. And, they asked us to come to the attraction later. Then, we went ahead to Lost World. And okay, this really sucks, but the Jurassic Park ride (the water one) was closed. Damn, i was really looking forward to that. (Hmm, but then again, this might be a reason to come back again right? Lol.) I think we went to have lunch after that. Then, the junior roller coaster, which i seriously think is not suitable for kids. It was hell scary for me. But, then again, its me. Went to watch a 4D shrek show after that, which was pretty coool! Donkey sneezed quite a few times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, the boat ride at Madagascar which was for kids (but was rly awesome!!). Haha, im 17 but i might as well be 6. Then, we went back to Hollywood and had dessert at the Celebrity Cafe. Lol. Then, went to Lights Camera Action which was amazing. Like it seriously felt as though we were experiencing the hurricane! Then, the B-Boyin boys or sth liddat. Then, the bro and dad wanted to take Battlestar Galactica again (are u kidding me). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they had thrilled themselves enough, we went to watch Waterworks. We sat in the soak area. Haha, we asked for it. Got pretty wet after, but not as wet as the other stations. (Bummer.) We went to a pantages rock show theatre after that. Kinda felt like we were watching a lit play! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, we went for the mummy ride. Ah, here comes the part where i explain to you why its a good thing i din take the Battlestar Galactica. I couldnt even handle the mummy ride. I couldnt even open my mouth to scream, thats how scary it was to me. It seriously felt like i was going to drop off my seat and live with the mummies forever. The proof of how scared i was&amp;nbsp;was revealed after the ride when they showed us the ride photo. My lips were like pursed together and i really looked damn freaked out. Haha, guess i didn't break my barriers this time. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last ride was canopy flyer which&amp;nbsp;was really quite scary too. (Again, this is for me) Like, your legs are dangling. Thats why i want to salute anybody who took the Cylon. Seriously, you guys are really quite courageous people man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, overall, I had a really really great time at USS with my awesomeee family! And, i'll really come back another time. Really felt like we were in LA or sth there. Woohooo. Oh yeah, sadly, didn't get to visit the darkroom. Really wanted to. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;LOVE YOU USS!&lt;/span&gt; I'm sure to come back another time. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, of cos, pictures! 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Seriously, this blog is way more boring than my previous one. My previous one was always updated, at least once a week. This one's dead all the time. Sometimes, I forget I have a blog. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I'm back from sarawak. I guess it was an interesting 9 days, and i've learned a few things from the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I guess I kinda like adventure, and trekking is not that awful. (YAY!)&lt;br /&gt;2. To give people a chance, because those you never imagined you would be close too, might end up being one of your close friends.&lt;br /&gt;3. Treasure every moment (Didn't really get to do that, cause I was feeling homesick most of the time)&lt;br /&gt;4. Lead a simple life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, so I guess that's a few learning points i gained from the trip. We did lotsa stuff everyday during the trip, so our days were really occupied. I couldn't even remember what day it was and stuff liddat. But, it definitely was a good break away from the stressful life here in Singapore. The moment the plane touched down, I started to think about holiday homework, a levels and what not. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the trip itself, i liked caving the most. Sadly, i didn't take pictures cause it was wet inside the cave and i do not own a waterproof camera. But, it's okay. I got the picture in my mind. Woooo. Kayaking was fun as well, very relaxing and stuff liddat. Really enjoyed it. Trekking to Bako was pretty tiring at first, but the scenery was great. So yay! Atleast the fatigue paid off. Day 5 was a cultural talk, so it was a pretty relaxed day. The next day was pretty unexpected, since it rained heavily, and our hike to mawang was cancelled and brought forward to the next day. Day 7, we went to the waterfall! The water was super cold, but it was a great experience. The moment I reached the waterfall, there was like a sea of bare bodies. Lol. Day 8 was basically spent in the bus going back to the hotel. I think the bus ride was probably one of the most&amp;nbsp;memorable moments during the trip. All of us practically sang together during the bus ride, and it was super duper fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess the trip was quite fun after all. (: I made lots of new friends and I learnt many new things. So yeap, similar to cambodia, this was a memorable trip. Now, after all the fun, it's time to start work again. I have tons of hwk waiting for me. But, before that, here's some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fpZBM3ojsaw/TuIV88qJoSI/AAAAAAAABKA/_IivqftO154/s1600/IMG_8391.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" mda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fpZBM3ojsaw/TuIV88qJoSI/AAAAAAAABKA/_IivqftO154/s320/IMG_8391.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SvVxxMB_PgY/TuIWDjaoTAI/AAAAAAAABKI/EtwO2WiE4x0/s1600/IMG_8523.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SvVxxMB_PgY/TuIWDjaoTAI/AAAAAAAABKI/EtwO2WiE4x0/s320/IMG_8523.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TYUPKdqEMc8/TuIWMfO8NKI/AAAAAAAABKQ/ghyc-3_vMQk/s1600/IMG_8547.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TYUPKdqEMc8/TuIWMfO8NKI/AAAAAAAABKQ/ghyc-3_vMQk/s320/IMG_8547.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9brb9GSN3Kw/TuIWTam8sqI/AAAAAAAABKY/aDZLqbP7Oog/s1600/IMG_8565.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" mda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9brb9GSN3Kw/TuIWTam8sqI/AAAAAAAABKY/aDZLqbP7Oog/s320/IMG_8565.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YEV2ppY70Lk/TuIWcExsU4I/AAAAAAAABKg/P1aT2fxNt6o/s1600/IMG_8572.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YEV2ppY70Lk/TuIWcExsU4I/AAAAAAAABKg/P1aT2fxNt6o/s320/IMG_8572.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jB_hQ32VNKE/TuIWne66ZPI/AAAAAAAABKo/lZdi5GNrZy8/s1600/IMG_8591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jB_hQ32VNKE/TuIWne66ZPI/AAAAAAAABKo/lZdi5GNrZy8/s320/IMG_8591.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_mfgbwgEoOs/TuIWxI22ymI/AAAAAAAABKw/k6taIsB7RQs/s1600/IMG_8615.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" mda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_mfgbwgEoOs/TuIWxI22ymI/AAAAAAAABKw/k6taIsB7RQs/s320/IMG_8615.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the trip and the people already. &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-1488426300573881037?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/1488426300573881037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/12/srgce-sarawak-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1488426300573881037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1488426300573881037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/12/srgce-sarawak-2011.html' title='SRGCE Sarawak 2011'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fpZBM3ojsaw/TuIV88qJoSI/AAAAAAAABKA/_IivqftO154/s72-c/IMG_8391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-6826791364641018350</id><published>2011-10-25T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T22:04:42.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26th October.</title><content type='html'>1 more day to the official release of promotional exam results. Alhamdulillah, i passed promos and all. But, i just don't feel secure enough to say that I'm promoted before i receive the slip tomorrow. Things happen sometimes, and you never know until it's official. What's gonna happen tomorrow? I'm anticipating goodbyes. And, i hate it. Because next year, things will change. Some of us won't be in the same class anymore, we'll be rebanded and all that. And, it sucks because time really passes very fast. We only met each other in like february, or was it late jan? And now, it's goodbye. I just wish things stay the same in life, sometimes, you know? And that there weren't any goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that never happens, does it? We all move on into new phases of our life. Only some people from those previous phases stay around. Others just leave, and you don't ever talk to them anymore. Poof. Suddenly, your good friend from primary school is just a stranger. I guess that's why we must treasure every single minute in life and spend it wisely, isn't it? So we don't regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next monday is mother tongue a levels. Seems like just a few weeks ago when i took my mt o levels. Again, time flies. And then, there's pw to do. Thankfully, there's just op and i and r left. And then, by mid november, everything's done. And then, we move on to next yr. Insyaallah, if everything goes smoothly, i'll be in JC2 next year. Wonder which class I'll be in. Wonder what i'll be like. Wonder if i'll be able to handle the stress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly, i pray to Allah, that if i go to JC2 next year, no matter what happens, no matter how much stress, I'll still be myself. It's been a while. I think most of my JC1 year was spent being miserable because i was stressed out and all that. It's time to get myself back. The happy self, the hardworking self and all of that. Insya allah, next year will be a better year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-6826791364641018350?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/6826791364641018350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/10/26th-october.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6826791364641018350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6826791364641018350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/10/26th-october.html' title='26th October.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-7255663866625861592</id><published>2011-10-07T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T10:07:10.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with ze bestfriend yesterday, and spent the whole day with her. As usual, it was frickin awesome. Whenever I spend time with aishah, the whole day just flies by so fast. I guess that's&amp;nbsp;one of the&amp;nbsp;reasons why she's my bestfriend, ain't it? Oh, she gave me an awesome long card (which i love so much cause i just like long, sincere messages) and she bought me a damn blooody nice billabong wallet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;THANKS ONCE AGAIN MY DEAREST! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went to watch Johnny English as well, which was so hilarious. And yes, we visited H&amp;amp;M, but aish and me both agree that it was okay only? The clothes are nice, i guess? But it just looks more suitable for people living in Western countries? Oh yes, and then, we went to get $5 watches which are so cheap and so awesome as well. They have different coloured lights! Ahah. (: Ended the day with dinner at pastamania and just another one of our awesome and meaningful chit chats. And then, we had to go back home. Boo. Okay, that's the sucky part. Oh, and we reached a total number of 17. 17 what right? I bet, if there's anybody reading this blog, u guys might be asking. 17 couples holding hands. Quite a common sight anywhere? But okay, well, i shall not elaborate on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh yeah, did i mention that i've been watching one tree hill lately? I've missed it a lot, and it's just one of those shows which i feel really relates to real life. That's why i love it so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh yeah, i also&amp;nbsp;did a stupid thing a few days back, which i might come to regret when this wednesday comes, if it actually does come. But what the hell, life's all about taking chances isn't it? So, might as well. Okay, i'll continue watching One Tree Hill now. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-7255663866625861592?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/7255663866625861592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/10/went-out-with-ze-bestfriend-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7255663866625861592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7255663866625861592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/10/went-out-with-ze-bestfriend-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-1091546036875751326</id><published>2011-10-04T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T12:06:04.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes October.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fhJkZ3ehDR8/TotYocy6fZI/AAAAAAAABJ8/Moxbnvassx0/s1600/100108_october.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fhJkZ3ehDR8/TotYocy6fZI/AAAAAAAABJ8/Moxbnvassx0/s320/100108_october.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been a while since i last blogged. In fact, it's been exactly a month. I miss blogging a lot, my blog is practically dead and nobody probably reads it, but then again, that's not the point is it. The reason i blog is so that in 10 years time, i'll be able to go through all the memories i've experienced in my teenage years. Times when i'm feeling a little sentimental, i go to my&amp;nbsp;old blog and just read through the oldest posts. And, it really shows me how i've changed, how many experiences i've gained. And i guess that's why i just love blogging. Though i always end up not having any time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here i am, in the month of October 2011. Promos just ended like today. How fast time flies. I know this sounds so damn cliche but it feels like just yesterday that i was bonding with my new class during SR picnic. And now, we've all bonded really. Everybody knows everybody else. And, it's just kinda sad to think that today was one of the last days we were gonna spend together as a class. Soon as our results are released, we are all gonna go different paths, depending on the results. I'll really miss every single one in A1, i just will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, there's promos. This subject combination i'm taking is not my dream subject combination. In fact it's close to my worst nightmare. But, i've given my best for this exam, and whatever happens next, insya allah, will be the best for me. So, i guess it's all waiting now till i receive back the papers next week. Meanwhile, i guess i'll just enjoy life first and bury myself under&amp;nbsp;a pile of storybooks. It's been a while really, i just missed reading so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picture this October to be a significant one for me, good or bad, only time will show. 2011's gone by real fast, and it's the first time throughout my 17 years that i've experienced the death of a really close family member, my grandfather. Sometimes, when i'm doing my work or studying or something, i"m reminded of him and i pray he's happy there, insya allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 October's the turning point i guess? Till then, it's just waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-1091546036875751326?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/1091546036875751326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/10/here-comes-october.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1091546036875751326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1091546036875751326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/10/here-comes-october.html' title='Here comes October.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fhJkZ3ehDR8/TotYocy6fZI/AAAAAAAABJ8/Moxbnvassx0/s72-c/100108_october.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-7342089987577881694</id><published>2011-09-04T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T08:30:14.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seventeenth,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NBJNTNrgwok/TmOXPD6L33I/AAAAAAAABJ4/ZqmkPGCTMhY/s1600/IMG_8116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NBJNTNrgwok/TmOXPD6L33I/AAAAAAAABJ4/ZqmkPGCTMhY/s320/IMG_8116.JPG" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4th September 2011. It's my 17th birthday! How time flies. Just wanted to take some time to wish the awesome people who made my day a freaking fantabulous one! Thanks to dearest family for all the wishes and all the money! Sadly, i'm prolly going to spend it all on food. ): Thanks to the dearest Fantastic Four for the pleasant surprise. You guys really made my day! &amp;lt;3 Thanks to aishah for the super long message at midnight which rly touched me and also our soon to come outing this wednesday! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Allah for giving me another year to live life. Alhamdulillah.&amp;nbsp;And not forgetting, thanks to the other awesome people who wished me via text/twitter/fb. Really made my day. LOVE ALL YOU PEOPLE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-7342089987577881694?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/7342089987577881694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/09/seventeenth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7342089987577881694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7342089987577881694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/09/seventeenth.html' title='seventeenth,'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NBJNTNrgwok/TmOXPD6L33I/AAAAAAAABJ4/ZqmkPGCTMhY/s72-c/IMG_8116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-5201986590821222583</id><published>2011-07-30T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T08:00:58.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The person I am now.</title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging, even though i've really wanted to these past few weeks. It's just that too many things are on my mind, and I can't find any more time to blog, as compared to sec sch days. I miss secondary school too much, i just miss how things were. Especially back in sec 4. I miss 4/6, i miss counting down to o levels, miss being the person who was in charge of the notice boards. Miss being the happy-go-lucky person. Miss being known as a hardworking girl. But, look what happened now. People are suppose to get better over time. But, i'm just getting worst and worst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not hardworking anymore. Sometimes, i'm even rushing through homework during breaks. I don't get things I need to do the next week done over the weekend anymore. I procrastinate a lot. And, the saddest thing is that nobody knows me as happy-go-lucky anymore. Now, i'm the girl who's in a pissed mood all the time. I get mad at everything. I'm quiet. I'm no longer the girl who laughs and smiles all the time anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i just kinda miss myself, alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-5201986590821222583?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/5201986590821222583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/07/person-i-am-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/5201986590821222583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/5201986590821222583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/07/person-i-am-now.html' title='The person I am now.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-4025292069187474704</id><published>2011-06-25T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T04:24:59.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18th June 2011: One super awesome day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9cRicy2P4R8/TgXELCUPJBI/AAAAAAAABJw/2_ecyzphbhQ/s1600/maher+zain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9cRicy2P4R8/TgXELCUPJBI/AAAAAAAABJw/2_ecyzphbhQ/s1600/maher+zain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I HAD A BLAST ON 18 JUNE! OMG. Why, you'd ask? It's cause it was MAHER ZAIN's concert. And, it was awesome!! ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, I got to go for the concert.&amp;nbsp;I feel so blessed since it's the first concert I've been to and all.&amp;nbsp;He sang the songs so nicely, especially The Chosen One. Wish he did an encore for it. Overall, a super awesome day, especially since I went out with babe before the concert, earlier in the day. (: And, i bought his cd after that(see picture above), and I GOT A FREE POSTER. Whoopdeedooo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-4025292069187474704?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/4025292069187474704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/06/18th-june-2011-one-super-awesome-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4025292069187474704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4025292069187474704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/06/18th-june-2011-one-super-awesome-day.html' title='18th June 2011: One super awesome day.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9cRicy2P4R8/TgXELCUPJBI/AAAAAAAABJw/2_ecyzphbhQ/s72-c/maher+zain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-8128493864672170259</id><published>2011-06-25T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T04:16:28.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffet breakfast everyday~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm missing the short getaway already. It was so relaxing and&amp;nbsp;so damn&amp;nbsp;carefree, it was literally sleep, eat and play everyday. No studying, no hwk, nothing. Ah, but now that I'm back to Singapore, it's back to the normal routine. I guess that's the life of a Singaporean student. Guess I'll just relive the memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1:﻿ &lt;/strong&gt;We woke up super early, if i'm not wrong, at 4 plus a.m. just so we could avoid the traffic jam at the immigration. And, omg, you won't believe me, but at 6 plus when we reached Singapore Immigration, the cars were already starting to build up. Alhamdulillah, we managed to avoid a massive jam. So, yay! We had breakfast at a coffee shop nearby nenek's place. Then, off to nenek's place to meet up with the rest. An hour and so after, we drove off to Desaru! We found Lotus Desaru easily, since there were signs and all, and the place&amp;nbsp;is HUGE.&amp;nbsp;But,&amp;nbsp;we couldn't check in yet since it was&amp;nbsp;still early and all. We went for lunch at a nearby shop. The way they sold the food was pretty cool. It's like, mixed rice. So, you take what you want. Then, one of the stall owners will come to your table to actually calculate the price of your meal. Pretty amazing. After lunch, we went to check in to the hotel. Settled down awhile, and then off to the beach! Some of us went to try out the Banana Boat. The first ride was slow, according to my aunt and uncle. So, they asked for another round. And baym, we should seriously be careful of what we wish for. The second ride was so unbelievably fast I felt like i was gonna be&amp;nbsp;thrown into the water or something. I held the handles so unbelievably hard, i had muscle aches the next day. LOL. But still, it was pretty damn fun. Rest of the day was spent at the swimming pool and dinner after. My gosh, the food was served really late. Everyone got pissed and stuff. Quite a rough end to the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2: &lt;/strong&gt;This day was like so awesome, even though I was so damn tired by the end of the day. After the awesome buffet breakfast, we went to the waterpark! You know the thing they have in WWW, where everybody waits for this huge barrel to splash water on them. The waterpark had sth similar, except that the barrel was in the shape of a coconut. AHAH. And then, there was a lazy river and all that. We played captain's ball in the water, using a plastic bottle and one of the kiddies' float, after&amp;nbsp;the lifeguard gave us a warning.&amp;nbsp;Lol. But anw,&amp;nbsp;MY TEAM WONNNNNN~ And, i was like the catcher. SO, YAY. Everyone was so exhausted after, we went to take a nap. Went for early dinner at this floating restaurant. SEAFOOD DINNER, BAYBEHHHH~ Then, after, we went for a firefly boat trip. Pretty pissed at those who caught the fireflies. I mean, you are just like separating them from their family. Evil people. Went back to our resort after that, and went to the Rhu Bar. Kak Dayah wanted to celebrate Aryssa's 1st birthday. So, there was the birthday cake, the party hats, and home made chocs. (: And, after that, everyone got pretty bored, so we decided to play this game called Jelon. I think its 'Save the Princess' in English. It was exhilarating. I just have this thing for playing running games during the holidays. I just love it, even though I don't like running. Ah well, I just love the whole team spirit thing. So, i guessed everybody slept pretty well at night, since it was a super tiring but AWESOME day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 3: &lt;/strong&gt;Supposedly our last day, and we were meant to check out and everything after breakfast. Everybody was feeling a lil dreary since we were all going back to Singapore, and you know, back to the busy lives. But, we decided to extend our holiday by 1 day. So, we checked out and went to Gunung Ledang. We reached there pretty late, abt 5 or so. So, we had to climb the stairs(omg, hell tiring) to Putri Waterfalls. And ohmygosh, no matter how many times I go here, the water is still friggin awesome. It's clean and cold, and just so nice. We climbed down 1 hour later, since it was late and all. Omg, i nearly slipped on the stairs, and it was so steep. Alhamdulillah, God saved me. If not, who knows what would happen. We went to the swimming pool after that. And ah, saw some ncc people from greenview and cedar. Prolly some district thing. Dinner after, and sweet dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 4: &lt;/strong&gt;Last day of the getaway. We climbed up again after breakfast, and then, it was time to check out. Boo. We had lunch at one of the stop overs along the highway. And then, we went our separate ways. ): My fam went to the cinema to catch KL gangster. Awesome show. I thought it was really good, and meaningful, in a way. Reached Singapore at 8 plus. 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unexpected stop over at Gunung Ledang! I super love the waterfall. (: More updates regarding the day to day stuff that I did soon. *put the memory skills back at work*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-8825653564459464422?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/8825653564459464422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/06/back-from-awesome-getaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/8825653564459464422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/8825653564459464422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/06/back-from-awesome-getaway.html' title='Back from the awesome getaway~'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-2797545042078855978</id><published>2011-06-09T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T10:25:46.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bestfriend's Birthday &amp; First and last Horror Movie in the Cinema.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l7Fw1jGCEHQ/TfD8BDoDNXI/AAAAAAAABJI/lIgrmn1TE_o/s1600/IMG_7063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l7Fw1jGCEHQ/TfD8BDoDNXI/AAAAAAAABJI/lIgrmn1TE_o/s320/IMG_7063.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aaaah, so, on the 8th of June 2011, it was this girl's (my awesome bestfriend in the WWW) seventeenth birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DARLING! :D&amp;nbsp;So, I went to fetch this babe of mine from Ngee Ann Poly and she showed me around. Like so cool the place, there's like OCK! Of course, the "What If I actually went to poly" feeling came back to haunt me for a while. I wonder if the feeling will ever stop. Doubt so, really. Okay, back to the point. I gave sha her gifts, and she liked it. YESSA! ^^&amp;nbsp;We headed to City Hall to wait for Ziq who was coming from kallang. And then, we trained all the way to WS, and then bus-ed to DTE, and curry, ills &amp;amp; laura were already there. So, while waiting for the 3 other girls to arrive, we decided where to eat and stuffs. Once we reached BBQ chicken, we took damn &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to actually decide what we wanted to eat. Hah. And, after eating, we took a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; time to settle the bill. (Please pay careful attention to the words in BOLD. LOL.) Afterwards, the girls wanted to go to Cotton On. Biasa, they all shopping. And then, back to Mc Cafe for a while to sit down, chat, and yeaaah baby, take photos. Then, HOME SWEET HOME~&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSlve8hD7yM/TfD6HKwH4aI/AAAAAAAABJA/GtK8i4oJErc/s1600/IMG_7239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSlve8hD7yM/TfD6HKwH4aI/AAAAAAAABJA/GtK8i4oJErc/s320/IMG_7239.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;9th of June! Ah, look at my bracelet! Nice, right? Aish bought it for me, and one for herself also at one of the shops along Arab Street. It's like our kind of thing. (: So, today was meant to be like&amp;nbsp;a mini celebration for aishah, by me, and me, and yeah, me ONLY. Bought our standard cartoon character cake. And then, we met on the train. (OUR KIND OF THING ALSO!) Then, we talked, talked, talked. And, missed the Bugis station. LOL. So, we had to like go to City Hall, get off, and go back to Bugis. Then, went along Arab Street to find Aishah's tudungs. Like so nice all the scarfs. Then, sembahyang jemaah at Masjid Sultan. YAY! Then, went back to Bugis to catch Laddaland. Man, horror movies are really not our thing. Aish kept covering her eyes with her hands, I kept turning to her side when we suspected the ghosts were appearing. But, it was really damn freaky. There's just something about Thai horror movies. So, that is probably like the first and last horror movie we'll be watching in the cinema. It really freaked us out. Then, we went to Macs to eat some fries and the cake. CAMWHORE SESSION after. Like, after a few shots, we got this really awesome jumpshot where we jumped like super friggin high, I never thought it was possible. Hah. Then, trained back all the way to Pasir Ris, where we had to like part ways. BOO. Nvm, meeting her in another 9 days! YAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, special message to the dearest &lt;strong&gt;HAWKIE BABY OF MINE&lt;/strong&gt;: This two days have been really awesome and special with you, just like how all of our other outings are. (: Thanks for everything, and I'm really glad and syukur alhamdulillah, you like the gifts I got you. Insya allah, we'll remain this close for ever and ever and ever, till we get married(ONLY YOU), and grow old and all that. Cannot wait! Oh yes, no more horror movies for us. Seriously! Love you, darling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-2797545042078855978?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/2797545042078855978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/06/bestfriends-birthday-first-and-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2797545042078855978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2797545042078855978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/06/bestfriends-birthday-first-and-last.html' title='The Bestfriend&apos;s Birthday &amp; First and last Horror Movie in the Cinema.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l7Fw1jGCEHQ/TfD8BDoDNXI/AAAAAAAABJI/lIgrmn1TE_o/s72-c/IMG_7063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-7480669947966929751</id><published>2011-06-06T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T08:03:40.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Much misses.</title><content type='html'>I just realised how much I miss blogging, after looking at letmecolouryourteeth.bs, my old blog. I blogged a lot last time, and whenever I re-open the blog, to find certain pictures, or re-read certain posts, memories always come rushing back. And, it's comforting to know, that in 10 years time, the blog will still be there, anytime I wanna glimpse upon my teenage life. It's sad that over time, I get busier and busier, and there's no more time to blog. These memories can't go to waste, and I won't let that happen. Gonna make it a point to blog atleast once a week nowadays, no matter how busy I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-7480669947966929751?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/7480669947966929751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-just-realised-how-much-i-miss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7480669947966929751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7480669947966929751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-just-realised-how-much-i-miss.html' title='Much misses.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-7152204766121873477</id><published>2011-06-05T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T01:10:25.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5th day of June.</title><content type='html'>Hmm, let's just say, these holidays have been almost productive. Gotta keep this up, since it's still a pretty long way to go. Looking forward to the short getaway from 12th to 14th, and, OMG, Maher Zain's concert on the18th. Yippeee doooo. Okaay, back to reading Taming of The Shrew, which constantly confuses me cause of the fact that there are so many characters, and some of them have friggin similar names like: Grumio and Gremio. Like, OH&amp;nbsp; WOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-7152204766121873477?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/7152204766121873477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/06/5th-day-of-june.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7152204766121873477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7152204766121873477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/06/5th-day-of-june.html' title='5th day of June.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-5434253890918446732</id><published>2011-06-03T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T02:21:17.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time really flies.</title><content type='html'>It's almost the end of the first week of june holidays, almost 5 months now into jc life. Seems like just yesterday that I was frantically thinking whether to choose poly over jc, or the other way round. I chose jc in the end, as most of you would know, and here I am, in sr. Sr's a very homely place, and my class is awesome. Wouldn't ask for a change of class, except for maybe a change in the subject combination. But, well, everything's fated, i guess. Jc life is tough, pw is worst. But, well, I picked this path, so I've just gotta do it well. There are times though, in school, where my mind flashes back to those days before o levels, when I was still in prcs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's times like&amp;nbsp;this where I just really miss 4/6. It's times when I'm sitting in econs tutorial, and I expect raj to start screaming, or one of the guys to crack a joke. Or those times when I'm in history tutorial, and I remember ms junainah's nagging. I miss those times when they still called us crestians during morning assembly. I miss those times when me and aish smuggled food up to Level 4, just so we could eat and study at the same time. Those times when we wrote funny stuff on the board during recess. Those times when everybody wanted to postpone a test, and we'd ask jia yi to ask ms j. Those times when we were counting down towards o levels, and everybody started to get a little more serious. These times are the ones I think about, when I'm&amp;nbsp;slacking&amp;nbsp;during break, doing nothing. Sometimes, I'm afraid all these wonderful memories would fade away over time. But, things have to change, and even when these memories fade away, I'll still remember 4/6, just like it was yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-5434253890918446732?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/5434253890918446732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/06/time-really-flies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/5434253890918446732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/5434253890918446732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/06/time-really-flies.html' title='Time really flies.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-3857470233036293505</id><published>2011-05-26T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T23:21:01.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Lately, things haven't been going very well. It's like, all I ever want to do when I wake up, is to go back to sleep again. I'm not sure what's happening, it's like I feel so helpless. I can't do anything to change all this. This period ought to be one of the happier days, since exams are over and june holidays are coming. But, it seems to be one of the worst weeks ever. Hoping things will take a turn for the better really soon cause I don't think I can take this anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-3857470233036293505?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/3857470233036293505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/05/lately-things-havent-been-going-very.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3857470233036293505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3857470233036293505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/05/lately-things-havent-been-going-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-1600737255670847802</id><published>2011-05-09T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T08:22:13.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June, come faster please.</title><content type='html'>Term 2's been really tiring, it's worst than Term 1. Proof is I haven't been blogging for months. Ah well, there's simply no time. Even when there is, I'll probably just be on facebook/twitter. I kinda miss blogging, you know. But, well, there's just too many things to do. Mid year's are coming in say, a week. And truthfully, I hope i'll be prepared by then. Or at least, mostly prepared. Wouldn't want to retain, but at the rate i'm going, retaining seems like a huge possibility. Let's hope I can fully make use of this one week to study like crazy, and then, continue for the rest of the year. And, also get that A for PW. Really happy with the group members I've been assigned with. (: Atleast this one year wouldn't be so dreadful. Tomorrow's the start of WEEK 8. Only two days of school, YAY! The other two days are study leave, but who cares, I still get to wake up late. I consider the privilege of waking up late a holiday. AFTER exams are june holidays. AWESOME AWESOME. (: Till then, i shall press on. YAYEEES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-1600737255670847802?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/1600737255670847802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/05/june-come-faster-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1600737255670847802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1600737255670847802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/05/june-come-faster-please.html' title='June, come faster please.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-7501955462856545033</id><published>2011-04-11T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T04:24:22.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, not again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WY5xLqafZWI/TaLjWR2eCfI/AAAAAAAABIE/8Rdsy8g5XoE/s1600/stressed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WY5xLqafZWI/TaLjWR2eCfI/AAAAAAAABIE/8Rdsy8g5XoE/s320/stressed.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's the start of a new school week, yet again. And, it's only 1 month or so to mid-years. True enough, jc is a lot harder than sec sch, and well, I bet it's gonna get worse. But, so far, i've been able to handle things the best I can, even though it feels that I've been slacking around quite a lot lately. So yeah, that's gotta change. Still trying to cope with history, which is so hard, I wish we could still write seq's. Lit is well, no comments really. I'm never gonna be able to analyse poems and all that, no matter how hard i try. So well, let's hope the texts can help me. Even though, from the looks of it, it probably won't. Maths and econs have been find. It's simpler to understand than the other two. Honestly, even though i'm in the arts stream, i've always thought of myself as more of a science student. Serves me right for not getting into a pure science class back in sec sch. But, on second thoughts, if I did, I wouldn't have been in an awesome a class as 4/6. Ah well, I guess everything is fated, after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-7501955462856545033?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/7501955462856545033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-not-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7501955462856545033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7501955462856545033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-not-again.html' title='Oh, not again.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WY5xLqafZWI/TaLjWR2eCfI/AAAAAAAABIE/8Rdsy8g5XoE/s72-c/stressed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-2868272351072738486</id><published>2011-03-11T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T06:22:16.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The life of a junior college student.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-nGDTM67T3Z4/TXoq51hLV1I/AAAAAAAABH4/Ctlp7rjvB40/s1600/46+syg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-nGDTM67T3Z4/TXoq51hLV1I/AAAAAAAABH4/Ctlp7rjvB40/s320/46+syg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;School's been busy these past few weeks, and i guess i've accepted the fact that these two years are definitely not going to be easy. Everything's gotten harder, history, literature, maths, yeah, all the subjects. There are more pages to write, more content to memorise, and all that. But, i guess, if this is what it takes to go to uni, i'm just going to do it. It seems like I'm becoming more and more lazy nowadays. And, I've really gotta change this attitude fast. I'm gonna start Term 2 with all revision of stuff in Term 1 done, and all the homework. (let's hope this actually happens in the end)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anw, because of the hectic life in jc, i was really looking forward to the outing with 4/6. Thanks ms junainah for treating us to swensens! ^^ You are the best. So, i guess i really miss 4/6 a lot. After changing the date for the treat so many times, the day finally came. I swear I couldn't wait for it to come. But, the day just ended too damn fast. It's okaaay, since we are collecting the sgc together. ((: I just cannot wait to see them again. I miss haziq's booming loud voice, aishah doing the funny movement when she sees me, and&amp;nbsp;everybody else. You know what I just realised? I'm just too damn ungrateful. Back in sec sch, i couldn't wait for it to end. Now, i just wish I&amp;nbsp;could have it&amp;nbsp;back. But well, that phase of my life is over, and&amp;nbsp;it'll always be in my memories. I'll treat&amp;nbsp;it as a reminder of the people who loves me, when things gets harder and i just feel like breaking down.&amp;nbsp;I really miss 4/6. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-2868272351072738486?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/2868272351072738486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/03/life-of-junior-college-student.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2868272351072738486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2868272351072738486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/03/life-of-junior-college-student.html' title='The life of a junior college student.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-nGDTM67T3Z4/TXoq51hLV1I/AAAAAAAABH4/Ctlp7rjvB40/s72-c/46+syg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-7566682357622564451</id><published>2011-02-26T00:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T00:50:48.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blame's on me.</title><content type='html'>At times like this, I just wanna tell myself, serves you right, nabilah. Serves you damn right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-7566682357622564451?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/7566682357622564451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/02/at-times-like-this-i-just-wanna-tell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7566682357622564451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7566682357622564451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/02/at-times-like-this-i-just-wanna-tell.html' title='Blame&apos;s on me.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-4589277866942930279</id><published>2011-02-11T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T05:14:14.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a g6~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sgi1UrXpkGY/TVU1Vnl-pLI/AAAAAAAABHw/v5sijE1rXDw/s1600/alexandra.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sgi1UrXpkGY/TVU1Vnl-pLI/AAAAAAAABHw/v5sijE1rXDw/s320/alexandra.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY, ALEXANDRA LOW YE QI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ^^ I hope you liked the stuff i got for you, and the card, even though it's not nice. Sorry! And, the cake that i chose. (: I'm sure you had a blast, rite? So super many presents! WOOHOOO~ Okay, so i really hope you had a great day with 1A01. Stay awesome like a g6! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-4589277866942930279?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/4589277866942930279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/02/like-g6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4589277866942930279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4589277866942930279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/02/like-g6.html' title='Like a g6~'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sgi1UrXpkGY/TVU1Vnl-pLI/AAAAAAAABHw/v5sijE1rXDw/s72-c/alexandra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-7510833281874536513</id><published>2011-02-07T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T04:12:56.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TU_e2lcn_3I/AAAAAAAABHs/H21YTBjUUIc/s1600/news.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TU_e2lcn_3I/AAAAAAAABHs/H21YTBjUUIc/s1600/news.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Woah, look at that, my bestfriend for the next 1 and a half years. Newspapers. Since it seems that throughout all the intro lectures i've been to today, there's one common similarity ringing in my head. Read widely on current affairs and express maturity in thought, and one super important thing, active participation. Gosh, i'm gonna have a problem with that. I mean, i used to think i was pretty outspoken, but i guess that's only with people whom i know very well, like 4/6 for example. But, i guess, i've got to adapt to the new environment fast, since arts students are supposed to be more outspoken compared to science and all that. And, i've got a gp diagnostic test on wednesdayy. Gaaah. I need to like organise my points now, good luck to me. Plus, i need to read up on my econs lecture notes. Okay, i'm kinda freaking out for tmr, since there's a malay lecture tomorrow. And, i'm the only malay in A1. So, i'll have to like be a loner during mt class. SAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Random thought: Why are super good looking people always not&amp;nbsp;equally good in their character?&amp;nbsp;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THE PARAPHRASING LOOKS LONG. But, i hope whoever's reading gets what i'm trying to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-7510833281874536513?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/7510833281874536513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/02/speak-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7510833281874536513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7510833281874536513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/02/speak-up.html' title='Speak up.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TU_e2lcn_3I/AAAAAAAABHs/H21YTBjUUIc/s72-c/news.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-8664500541419190081</id><published>2011-02-06T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T05:06:54.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIMYM and imaginary bfs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TU6bw0mmnFI/AAAAAAAABHo/4ZsZFQ-dFlE/s1600/himym..bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TU6bw0mmnFI/AAAAAAAABHo/4ZsZFQ-dFlE/s320/himym..bmp" width="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Other than reading jodi picoult's books, i've been obsessed with watching how i met your mother in my free time. Thanks to aishah who introduced it to me. (: I absolutely love it. I started from season 1 back in december i think, and now, i'm at season 4! ^^ Weehooo. I really hope barney and robin gets together. Anyway, i've decided that i'm gonna decorate my file so that it looks nicer and all. It might motivate me to study harder, who knows? So, guess who gets to take a spot at the front cover of my file? None other than my imaginary boyfriend's. Let's see, currently, there's 7 of them. So, whenever, i open my file to take out homework or whatever, they'll be right there smiling at me. YAYEE. Okay, enough of this. I've currently started reading up for gp, starting with the crisis in middle east and past broader perspectives issues. I BELIEVE I CAN DO THIS, i just gotta try super hard. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-8664500541419190081?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/8664500541419190081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/02/himym-and-imaginary-bfs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/8664500541419190081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/8664500541419190081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/02/himym-and-imaginary-bfs.html' title='HIMYM and imaginary bfs.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TU6bw0mmnFI/AAAAAAAABHo/4ZsZFQ-dFlE/s72-c/himym..bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-7794750592688553410</id><published>2011-02-05T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T10:34:36.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BESTFRIEND IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TU2XdYFQWLI/AAAAAAAABHk/NcR2wciJ-Ck/s1600/IMG_6423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TU2XdYFQWLI/AAAAAAAABHk/NcR2wciJ-Ck/s320/IMG_6423.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;AISHAH, if you're reading this, &lt;strong&gt;i friggin miss you.&lt;/strong&gt; School's not the same without you and 4/6. ): So, i am super looking forward to meeting up with you on tuesday. YAY! Finally, we're meeting up. Gosh, i wish you were in srjc or i was in ngee ann poly or something. Okay, this sucks. I SUPER CANNOT WAIT TO MEET YOU ON TUESDAY! :D We are gonna take like a billion pictures and talk non-stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-7794750592688553410?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/7794750592688553410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-bestfriend-in-whole-wide-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7794750592688553410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7794750592688553410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-bestfriend-in-whole-wide-world.html' title='MY BESTFRIEND IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TU2XdYFQWLI/AAAAAAAABHk/NcR2wciJ-Ck/s72-c/IMG_6423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-4852071563473550909</id><published>2011-02-05T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T01:12:22.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favouritee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TU0RL6XioFI/AAAAAAAABHc/Ouw9dFx8gqQ/s1600/house+rules.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TU0RPw3UvII/AAAAAAAABHg/1LXHklXUsBE/s1600/nineteen+minutes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; height: 338px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; width: 323px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TU0RPw3UvII/AAAAAAAABHg/1LXHklXUsBE/s1600/nineteen+minutes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TU0RPw3UvII/AAAAAAAABHg/1LXHklXUsBE/s1600/nineteen+minutes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TU0RL6XioFI/AAAAAAAABHc/Ouw9dFx8gqQ/s1600/house+rules.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TU0RL6XioFI/AAAAAAAABHc/Ouw9dFx8gqQ/s320/house+rules.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, you guys must be wondering why i uploaded the pictures of the two books there. But, leave that for a minute. I'll explain later. So, after looking at my blog, i realised it's been dead for quite some time, and that's not suppose to be the way, since i created this blog to capture all of life's moments. Therefore, i've decided to update my blog as regularly enough as i can manage even if nobody reads it. Okay, back to the books. While everybody's been busy collecting money/visting/going overseas, i've been at home enjoying the long weekend with jodi picoult's books. I'm done with house rules, so now, i'm moving on to nineteen minutes. I love how she develops the story. It's like the first few pages are all about different characters, and at first, you are like, where's the link? And then, slowly, as you turn the pages, you slowly find the connection between all the characters. And, it just feels super great. Um, i've never had the ambition of becoming a writer, but who knows, if maybe one day i do, i'm gonna write like jodi picoult! YAY. And, yes, i know, i'm suppose to start building up my general knowledge for gp by reading newspapers all that and cutting articles. But, i figured, this is the last 'holiday' before school really begins, so, might as well, make it the best one with doing things that i like. When school starts next week, i'm gonna have three new bestfriends, and they are: newspapers, broader perspectives and reader's digest. Nevertheless, I'm looking forward to intro lectures next week. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-4852071563473550909?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/4852071563473550909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/02/favouritee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4852071563473550909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4852071563473550909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/02/favouritee.html' title='Favouritee.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TU0RPw3UvII/AAAAAAAABHg/1LXHklXUsBE/s72-c/nineteen+minutes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-2778085607553871385</id><published>2011-02-03T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T09:13:20.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SRJC, all for you.</title><content type='html'>So, i guess i haven't been updating much. It's been a week since I started my whole new phase of life in SR. I miss 4/6 a lot, especially the first time when we were to go to&amp;nbsp;our respective cg's and it was a whole new group of people compared to people in&amp;nbsp;the og's. I guess i thought i was already happy in the og and that i finally settled down and made new friends in the new school. But then, it was a whole new different thing in the cg. I was like lost, especially when eleanor told me she was appealing to science stream. But, thank goodness, there's new and friendly people, like alex! If you're reading this, thanks girl, for being so friendly and everything! :D Orientation's been fun and all, and intro lectures starts next week. So, i guess, i'm looking forward to this whole new phase of my life with 1A01. And, let's hope this two years will be a good one with great results, great new friends, and everything else! It'll probably take some time to adapt from 4/6 to 1A01, but i hope i'll be able to settle in soon enough. (: I'm praying super hard 1A01 will be as bonded and as fun as 4/6. Pleaseeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-2778085607553871385?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/2778085607553871385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/02/srjc-all-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2778085607553871385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2778085607553871385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/02/srjc-all-for-you.html' title='SRJC, all for you.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-2509104434450961864</id><published>2011-01-26T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T04:49:50.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MOE: NABILAH BTE ROSLEE, you are posted to SERANGOON JC, SCIENCE(29S) under 2011 JAE! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-2509104434450961864?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/2509104434450961864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/01/moe-nabilah-bte-roslee-you-are-posted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2509104434450961864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2509104434450961864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/01/moe-nabilah-bte-roslee-you-are-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-3119409971746889297</id><published>2011-01-18T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T01:45:29.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I spent most of my days.</title><content type='html'>I wake up in the afternoon, usually at 12/1, sometimes earlier, sometimes later, then i go and bathe, after that i have my lunch, and then, i'll go read a chapter or two in a book, do&amp;nbsp;a few&amp;nbsp;word searches. Around 3, I'll switch on the comp to work. But, let's not lie to myself, I actually watch himym most of the time. Then, i'll shut the comp for 2 to 3 hours to watch tv with my family or have dinner. And then, when they are ready to go to bed at abt 10&amp;nbsp;or 11, i switch on the comp again and continue my work/himym/fb/twitter/tumblr/blogger/youtube. Yeah, you get my point. And then, I end&amp;nbsp;up sleeping at 3 or 4 in the morning.&amp;nbsp;I knew you think I was gonna say it was completely boring, but guess what, I completely love it, this lazy lifestyle. Since, school's probably gonna start soon if i get posted to jc, and all this will end. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-3119409971746889297?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/3119409971746889297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/01/how-i-spent-most-of-my-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3119409971746889297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3119409971746889297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/01/how-i-spent-most-of-my-days.html' title='How I spent most of my days.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-3895104112236657985</id><published>2011-01-16T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T00:46:24.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for siti aishah bte yahya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;This is not goodbye, and as far as i know, it never will be. It's just a compilation of the great memories we had, in the hope that&amp;nbsp;there will be&amp;nbsp;more great ones.&amp;nbsp;(: I'm going to miss every single thing we ever did together. I'm going to miss laughing in class with you until our stomachs hurt, joining our tables together in poa class&amp;nbsp; and&amp;nbsp;dozing off in class even though we promised we won't. Remember we&amp;nbsp;had this&amp;nbsp;promise, that we were suppose to&amp;nbsp;try every way&amp;nbsp;possible, be it to&amp;nbsp;tickle, pinch, poke or punch each other if we ever fell&amp;nbsp;asleep in class? Haha, but well, we didn't&amp;nbsp;do that in the end, we&amp;nbsp;eventually just slept. I'll miss being so enthusiastic about planning what to study after school, and eventually, we'll say, oh gosh, i fell asleep. And, everyday the same thing happens. LOL.&amp;nbsp;And all those times, we texted each other late at night nearing o's just to motivate each other to not sleep and continue studying. Times when we had maths marathon or humans marathon. All those days we studied all over singapore, from pop cafe, libraries, elias macs, and like so many other places. Oh yeah, remember&amp;nbsp;how u always talked&amp;nbsp;abt himym and barney, and i'd talked about 90210 and i'd try and imitate the 'previously on 90210' like how they said it on tv. And how our favourite songs in the world are save u and ku tetap&amp;nbsp;kan menunggumu-hady mirza. We were crazy abt that song and we like sang it all the time in class,&amp;nbsp;sharing ur earpiece while we tried to do mensuration during recess. Remember all those times we bought so many seaweed chickens/nuggets and tried to sneak in to class so we could do our work while eating? Thank god, we never got caught. And, how sometimes, the councillors wun let us up to class, but we just used the other staircase. I remember everything, just like it was yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;We had so much memories. And then, when it came closer to o levels, we had to handle the graduation night video stuff, and it just added on to our busy schedule. But, we made it, eventually. And, the class loved it, even though we probably heard 'dj got us falling in love again' about a 1000 times before the video was finally ready for everybody to see on grad night. And, remember on grad nite, we went to the salon to get our hair and make up done, and we ended up&amp;nbsp;not really liking&amp;nbsp;it. LOL. I guess we are more the natural kind of people, you know. (: Sometimes, i wish this day wun come. You know what i'm talking about, the day, where we have to move on to a new phase of our lives, you to poly, and me, probably to jc. But, we still have to. I just want you to know that no matter where we go, even when we are going our separate ways, I will never ever forget you, because you're practically a part of my family you know. You're not only my bestfriend, you're my sister. And, for every single thing that you've ever done for me, i just wanted to thank you for&amp;nbsp;every single thing, no matter how little they are.&amp;nbsp;Cause without you, i would have died throughout my secondary school life. You've made a great impact in my life, aishah. I hope i've made a big impact on yours too. And, one day, when you get married, i'll be your bridesmaid, okay? I know it's going to be hard, but we're going to keep in touch, okay? For every time i hurt you, made u cry, made u mad, i just want to apologise, because i never&amp;nbsp;intended to do that on purpose. This friendship has been one of the awesomest things that has happened to me in my 16 years of life, and i'll treasure it till the day i die. One day, when you have&amp;nbsp;a family, and maybe&amp;nbsp;if I have one too, we&amp;nbsp;should go on a picnic. And, our kids can&amp;nbsp;be bestfriends just like us.&amp;nbsp;Big dreams, but I&amp;nbsp;hope it'll happen someday.&amp;nbsp;(: And, the same goes when we have grandchildren, aite?&amp;nbsp;I wish you all the very best in whatever you do in life, and i hope i'll still be in it one way or another. Go for your dreams, cause one day, you're gonna be designing my dream home. You might never believe it, but I see you as a succesful person 10 years down the road, just living your dream life. ALL THE BEST, siti aishah bte yahya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;With Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Your bestfriend. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-3895104112236657985?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/3895104112236657985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-is-for-siti-aishah-bte-yahya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3895104112236657985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3895104112236657985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-is-for-siti-aishah-bte-yahya.html' title='This is for siti aishah bte yahya.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-2270192569220090580</id><published>2011-01-10T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T08:43:34.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's the 10th of January, 2010. It's the day the anticipation finally ended, after&amp;nbsp;a month or so of waiting patiently. I got a pleasant surprise. It never crossed my mind that I'd get a b3 for english, a distinction, i've never dreamed of. But, when i opened that result slip today, the first thing i saw was a2, english. And, i realised that u knw god is great. And, that sometimes, life throws not only lemons at us, it throws pleasant surprises too. So yeah, i was beaming with joy when i saw that. And, B3 for humans and lit was another pleasant surprise. Since i expected a C5. Thanks, allah! Um, poa and maths was kinda dissapointing. But, we can't have everything in life, isn't it? So, i'm contented with my results, and i hope i'll be able to make the right choice regarding my future after this, be it jc or poly. Now, i can finally sleep in peace. (: You know, i knw no one wld probably see this since it's like a private blog, but to everyone who's supported me, be it directly/indirectly, i want to thank you all for always being there for me. You've contributed to this success, one way or another. Love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-2270192569220090580?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/2270192569220090580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/01/todays-10th-of-january-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2270192569220090580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2270192569220090580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/01/todays-10th-of-january-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-3565869537968253217</id><published>2011-01-04T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T07:51:18.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCIENCE-SY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TSM-62A_FYI/AAAAAAAABHI/Sg3DGBzCoOE/s1600/csi_las_vegas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TSM-62A_FYI/AAAAAAAABHI/Sg3DGBzCoOE/s320/csi_las_vegas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know, I'm starting to think of pursuing a career in forensic science after visiting the CSI exhibition with fairuz just now. It amazes me how the investigators solved the crime with all the evidence. It's really amazing, and since we had a go at it just now, i was more convinced that you know, maybe this is my kind of thing. But then, to get a job like that, i'd have to get a degree first. And, before the degree, i would have to either go to jc/poly. Which of course, i still have not decided yet since i haven't gotten the results. The feeling of anticipation is killing me. But anw, i did try my best, and now, i'll just leave it to god. (: So, i guess today's outing was awesome, i was feeling very science-sy and i was like awed by all the changes they made at science centre. I think the last time i went there was in p6. Sorry i was snapping a lot of pictures, fairuz. I was just too excited. So yeah, it was really nice to catch up with her on everything, and reminiscing about old and current enemies, friends and crushes. :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-3565869537968253217?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/3565869537968253217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/01/science-sy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3565869537968253217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3565869537968253217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/01/science-sy.html' title='SCIENCE-SY.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TSM-62A_FYI/AAAAAAAABHI/Sg3DGBzCoOE/s72-c/csi_las_vegas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-1810031288583211951</id><published>2011-01-01T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T05:59:25.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, I forgot that in 2010, my last year as a secondary school student, I finally understood mensuration. THANK FRIGGIN GOODNESS! And, I also realised what an idiot I can be. I know Virgo-ians are said to be gullible, which is unfortunately what i am, but in 2011, i've only got one new year's resolution, it's to change that fact, atleast starting with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-1810031288583211951?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/1810031288583211951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-yeah-i-forgot-that-in-2010-my-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1810031288583211951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1810031288583211951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-yeah-i-forgot-that-in-2010-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-492359181601458348</id><published>2010-12-31T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:12:02.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It might be a little too late for this since technically, it's already 2011. But, oh well. 2010's been a great year. I've met new people who stayed in my life, and lost those who didn't wish to. It's the year I found a true friend, who I'll remember for the rest of my life. (Aishah, this goes to you.) I learnt that it's true that sometimes best friends become strangers and&amp;nbsp; strangers become best friends. And that, at times, we just have to let go of the wrong person to let the right one in, no matter how hard&amp;nbsp;it is. 2010's the&amp;nbsp;first year i burned the midnight oil on a weekday just to prepare&amp;nbsp;for o levels. 2010's the year i realise who are those i really need in my life and are there to stay. And, it's also the year i realise that there are some who won't stay and i've just got to let them go.&amp;nbsp;In&amp;nbsp;2010, i realised&amp;nbsp;that i don't really like going to hospitals anymore, especially if i'm visiting those really close to me. 2010 had some surprises, some pleasant, some the opposite. But, nevertheless, I'd say that it was one of my best years! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye 2010, Hello 2011. Let's hope you'll be as great as 2010, or you'll be even better, starting with o level results first, please. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-492359181601458348?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/492359181601458348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-might-be-little-too-late-for-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/492359181601458348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/492359181601458348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-might-be-little-too-late-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-45641671260835244</id><published>2010-11-28T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T09:47:28.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love,</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I remembered the last time I did this was back in Sec 2, after we got our streaming results, and 2/5 was split into different classes. I figured, since I've got time, I should do this again. It's just a short paragraph for every single person in 4/6 cause they've impacted my life one way or another. I don't know if all of you or even any of you read my blog, but if you do, i'm glad you got to see this. I apologise to those people whom I didn't write the dedications for due to shortage of time&amp;nbsp;before grad night. So, that's why I'm doing this, then, I won't miss out any single one of you. Okay, here goes. Oh yeah, it goes in terms of seating arrangement from the side of the classroom nearest to the door since I cannot really remember the order of your index numbers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: I'm so going to&amp;nbsp;remember you for&amp;nbsp;putting up your hand to be&amp;nbsp;in my group whenever mj wants us in groups of 10. I appreciate it so very much, atleast I dun feel like a friggin' loner, since you know, i'm not as popular as the leaders of the other groups. Thanks, girl! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Syakirin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Hey you. I think I've been quite an evil person to you, and for that I'm sorry. I really truly admire you for your courage in handling everything that life has&amp;nbsp;thrown at you throughout your whole secondary school life. I think you're a fighter! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Hey, I didn't see you during grad night, so I guess, you didn't come. But anw, I'll always remember you for being really&amp;nbsp;organised in everything that you do and the times when&amp;nbsp;some of the teachers call you 'chris'.(dun rly knw why though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Yan Lei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Thanks for always passing the tons of worksheets/past year papers that the teachers give to me. I remember one time, you accidentally hit my bottle and the water spilled. Lol, that was funny. I'm gonna remember that day always. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Aishah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: MY SUPER BESTFRIEND IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD. I wrote a super long note to you already, so this will just be a simpler version of that, kay? Cause if I were to say everything I had to say, It'll never end. Thanks for always being there for me, through the ups, the downs, the laughters, the tears. Okay, you get my flow. Thanks for every single thing you've done for me, from 07 to now, especially now. Definitely, thanks for putting up with my unpredictable attitude and my 'nothings'. I'm going to miss you, babe. Do keep in touch, okay? For real! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Azlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: I almost broke your specs one time, and I'm still really really sorry about that. I think, back in lower sec, we had some conflicts or something like that. I wanna apologise, cause after I got to know you, I think you are a&amp;nbsp;great person. Thanks for all the help in maths, clever girl, especially in mensuration. Gosh, i suck at that. Thanks, kay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Syahirah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Hello my super cute sunshine! I think you're not only a great friend, but as a person, you're awesome too. I've always wanted to be like you, you know,&amp;nbsp;cause you're just a really admirable girl. Thanks for always helping me get back up when life threw nasty stuff at me. And, thanks for always telling me, nab, you can do it. OMG, I AM GOING TO MISS YOU. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Benedict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Oi you! Thanks for always sitting beside me whenever aishah didn't come, even though you could get superbly irritating at times. Still, you entertained me a lot with that face that you love to make. And, the fact that you actually think removing a smile from someone's face is a talent. Funny la you. I'll remember you for being the president of the Irritating Club, okay? And, the time, you kept asking me, 'you got get 92 for maths, or not?' LOL.&amp;nbsp;Imma miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elisya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: My dearest hamster, remember, back in sec 2, you used to hate me? Lol. Well, we've come really far from that time. I think you're like one of the most&amp;nbsp;optimistic people I've ever met, and i'm so going to remember you for that. And, of course, our super secret handshake, the one with the twist at the end. Love ya, girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Atiqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Eh, you! I remember you called me rocker in the birthday card you and syahirah made for me back in Sec 2. I still keep it, okay. You've been a really great friend. I'm going to miss singing hari raya songs with you during fasting month and all the other crazy stuff we did. I appreciate every single thing you did for me. Thanks, atq!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adli&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: ADLI, HI! I remember during sec 2 mother tongue&amp;nbsp;class, i disliked you a lot. But then, you turned out to be a really really great person seh, very funny! Dun knw why i even disliked you in the first place. Haha. Thanks for always telling me super funny stuff and cracking me up. Oh yeah, i remember one time raj didn't come, I sat beside u, and we tried to solve this stupid maths problem which took forever since it was very hard. And then, you just decided to ask mr kek? LOL. I'm going to remember that. Thanks for everything, adli! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Raj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: My name is MADHANRAJ KUMAR.(continues to say full name, even though it's super long.) That's definitely the very first thing i'll remember about you. Plus the times you always say 'nabilah, i'm not going to make it for o levels. Just look at my results.' Even when it's so obvious you will make it, cause you're like&amp;nbsp;brilliant. And, i'll always remember you for the fact that you're so proud of your race, which is really great. And, the other billion times you've cracked me up. You won't be forgotten. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Jia Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey shortie!(Okay, do not get angry at me) Okay, cutie.(Now, you'd be happy, rite?) So, i didn't really know you, until this year, when you sat next to me in class. Thanks for all the motivational messages you&amp;nbsp;told me whenever i broke down during class.&amp;nbsp;I appreciate it a lot, you're really&amp;nbsp;inspirational,&amp;nbsp;girl. You can talk and talk, until i'm like, okay, i should seriously stop crying. And, thanks for that cute mug that you gave me for my birthday present. That was like a seriously pleasant surprise! So going to miss you seh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Illiany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello, twinnie! I'm always going to remember those times when we 'studied' at the library.&amp;nbsp;Fun eh?&amp;nbsp;And, those times when we got super stressed studying combined humanities, more specifically, history of course. Hah. Especially those days when we got really scared for english. And, definitely, the time we were so happy both of us got A1 for mt. LOL. I'm gonna miss you, ills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: LAURA FOX! Thanks for always crapping with me during poa class, especially times when I was going to fall asleep really soon. And, helping me with poa corrections, when i fell asleep, by accident. LOL. Thanks, k? You're a great friend &amp;amp; classmate. No wonder, you're megan's sibling. Hah. And, btw, I love your hair during grad night. Pretty Pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Wai Kiat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: I am so super mad at you cause you didn't come for grad night! Why you never come?! Haha. But, anw, thanks for always being the really funny and good person that you are. You're just really awesome! Thanks for always waving bye when you get off the 358 bus, eh? And, sending me songs from your phone, of course. I think you're the best chairman in the whole wide world, i didn't regret voting for you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Nisaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello Brilliant! Thanks for never getting mad at me while teaching me how to draw quadratic graphs even after i asked a few billion times. I just don't seem to get it. It's nice to know that there are some people out there&amp;nbsp;who are not only clever, but are also humble and i'm proud to say that one of them is you.&amp;nbsp;Sorry if I've ever been nasty to you, or hurt you through my jokes. I will miss you for all the times we panicked together before exams, especially before english exams. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Haziq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Ziq! Thanks for all the nice things you did for me and aishah, eh? I think we definitely like each other more now, then back in primary school. Lol. Well, I'm really glad. Thanks for all the funny jokes that you make to crack me up and just the casual 'nab, are you okay?' when i cried. I appreciate every single thing that you did. Thanks, eh? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Surekka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey sue. I think i've said most of what I wanted to say in the card already. But, still, thanks for all the great times that we spent together. I do miss them, but well, I still have them in my memories, rite? We've had some really nasty conflicts in the past, and if in any one, i've hurt your feelings, i'd like to apologise. I'm glad we are still friends, even if we are not as close. Keep in touch. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Tallest guy in class, i have to strain my neck to look at you. Thanks for all the small little fake fights that you have with benedict during poa class that always make me laugh. Will miss competing with you in chemistry. LOL. Well, i hope you last forever with Grace! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Asyraf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey horsey! Firstly, I want to apologise for the hurtful stuff that I may have done to you, considering the number of fights that we used to have in primary school. But, i'm glad that it's got better. I think you are one of the class clowns. So, for all the jokes that you've shared, I wanna thank you. I'll remember the talk talk session we had with illiany and haziq during one of the days during fasting month. And that time during jalan raya, when I told a funny joke, and you were like 'I didn't know you had a sense of humour.' Well, i certainly do. Hah. Thanks anw, for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Syahiran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Syahiran Ikan, that's the name I use to store your number in my phone. Hmm, thanks for all the help you've given to me during our study sessions with syaf and the rest at Loyang Point macs. I think you're clever, but, remember not to be arrogant, kay? I hope your problem gets solved soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Zhan Rong:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hmm, you're easily one of the most talkative in class, other than the fact that you're one of the cleverest too. You are like good at everything, english, maths, lit, you name it. I kind of admire that. I'm seriously going to remember the fact that you like to talk a lot too, seriously. Hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey, we've never talked much. But, thanks for always waving bye at the intersection&amp;nbsp;at which you&amp;nbsp;have to turn towards&amp;nbsp;your house. Even though it's a simple gesture, I still do appreciate it. (: Raj always tells me that you're really nice, and i guess, i've got to agree. Thanks for everything, daniel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Isaac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Okay, you are like the math genius or what? But, nobody knows that until mr kek announces that you got highest in class for prelim maths. And, that is so cool, like you just come right out and surprise everyone, and you're not even the least bit arrogant about it. Gotta respect you for that. Sometime, when you're free, please teach me how&amp;nbsp;to get&amp;nbsp;a 70 for maths paper 1. Cause even if I tried for one whole month, I still might not be able to get that kind of marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xue Ming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Like Mdm Rozila said, you've got like split personalities. One minute, you can be the most irritating person on planet earth, the next minute, you can be the nicest. Dun know why you do that, but I guess you've got your reasons. Gonna remember you for all the disgusting stuff that you did that seriously made me want to vomit. LOL. Please dun do that anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Shirley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: You always get disturbed by Benedict, rite? Evil guy! He pulls your hair like all the time. Seriously, beat him next time. Anyway, thanks for being a really pleasant friend &amp;amp; classmate. I appreciate it that you wanted to take a photo with me during grad night. Thanks, eh? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Annabelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey, i didn't see you during grad night either. I remember the time we sat at the bus stop and discussed about what to study for ss before prep exams while you waited for your mum and i waited for the bus. Thanks for all the smiles you've directed my way. Appreciate it loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Kiko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: The first thing I'm going to remember about you is the fact that you are crazy over cartoons and you are a huge fan of lilo stitch. I'm gonna miss seeing you carry different colourful bags to school all the time, and your loud voice in class everytime you try to tell/ask the teacher something. Will not forget you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Lindsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Real sad that you couldn't come for prom, i wanted to take a picture with you. But anw, thanks for all the times we shared panicking over tests and exams or what we forgot to bring that day and all that stuff. When 2011 starts, I'm gonna miss the fact that I wun see you sitting in front of me at the parade square anymore. Sad, huh? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Mubarak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello you! First of all, I really like the fact that you're super spontaneous. During grad night the other day, you were like 'It's been great having you all in class for two years and all that.' Hah, well anw, thanks for that. It's been great too. Gonna remember the fact that at times, when i accidentally look at you, you'll be like raising your hand in a half wave, saying hi. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Nabil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Your name's like almost the same as mine, though I used to hate&amp;nbsp;you to the max back in sec 2. But, things have changed when we had to like work together in sec 3&amp;amp;4 during mt class. I guess I've got to know you better and you're not that bad a person. Gonna miss fighting with you during class over who to do the karangan and all that, and of course, your small eyes wun be forgotten. Okay, dun scold me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Radiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: MEOW, hello kucing! First of all, you are super determined and i really respect you for that. When everybody went down during recess time, you sat at your table with syaf doing maths papers in the green tys. And, you were so focused, i'm so sure you're gonna get superb o level results! Gonna miss sitting beside u, at times, doing the maths papers. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Syafiqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello pretty lady! Thanks for all the laughters we shared this year, especially those fun times we had studying at LP macs. It's been great getting to know you better this year. And, i especially like your hair cause it's straight but not broom straight. Gonna miss the times you always say, 'nab, nak gi belajar kat lp hari ni?'. Lol. I wun forget you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: The class always likes to call you bandung. Idk why, until i recently found out. But anw, I'm always going to remember you for all the stuff you did it class, like the 'alright' in sec 3 and the other one during mdm rozila's class this year. Hey, I kind of like your accent! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Wei Yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: My fellow black horse, I think you're a really great guy. Never seen you get mad easily, unless somebody really provokes you. And, those people deserve it, anyway. You're one of those rare people in school who are clever, but not arrogant at all. Thanks for all the help in the grad night video, eh? I think we made an awesome grad night video team along with aishah and the rest. Will miss ya! Oh yes, I love ur songs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Ian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: I really really pity you one time you got scolded really harshly by Mrs Loh. That was real scary. I think what I'll remember about you is that you're superbly fair, i wish i had a skin tone like yours. And that, one time, out of randomness, i said hi to you, and you were like, in that shocked way, hi. And, i'll remember you as the guy who likes to check his hair through the reflection in the handphone screen, right right? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Brian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey you! Wrote everything I wanted to say in the note ready, right? So, thanks for all the good memories we've had this year. Even though we don't talk much in school, i'll still always remember you. Thanks for teaching me all that physics stuff that I just can't understand. I remember one time you were teaching me physics while skating, and you made all these marks on the floor. Hehe. They are still there, btw.&lt;br /&gt;Won't forget all the times we spent together, esp dining etiquette. Thanks for being so super nice &amp;amp; polite eh, brian? Gonna miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, i spent like 3 hours plus doing this, but it was really fun, cause i recalled every single thing that i went through with everyone while i wrote it down. I know not everybody will get to read it, but I hope those who do, you liked it. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I LOVE YOU, 4/6!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And, i'm gonna miss every single one of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-45641671260835244?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/45641671260835244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/11/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/45641671260835244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/45641671260835244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/11/love.html' title='Love,'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-2297491464606272499</id><published>2010-11-15T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T18:58:22.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found my grad night dress yesterday after walking a few times inside somerset. Thank goodness. Aish's found hers too, and ours were within budget. Yes! Found our shoes at New Look. Let's hope I'll be able to walk properly in them. Everything seems good, except for the fact that i don't think my dress is really the formal kind, since it's not the typical prom dress. Let's hope the heels and other stuff&amp;nbsp;can help. Heard some people are not coming for grad night, WHY? I wanted to take pictures with every single person in 4/6. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-2297491464606272499?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/2297491464606272499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-found-my-grad-night-dress-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2297491464606272499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2297491464606272499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-found-my-grad-night-dress-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-6002948011398369909</id><published>2010-11-14T06:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T06:04:32.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some, you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And then there are some you wish you never had to think about again. But you do. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;— The Wonder Years&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-6002948011398369909?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/6002948011398369909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-believe-that-two-people-are-connected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6002948011398369909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6002948011398369909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-believe-that-two-people-are-connected.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-3347299990031436234</id><published>2010-11-13T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T02:15:45.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cannot wait to go to robinson's sale tomorrow, possibly with aishah and bro, even though i haven't found a grad night dress yet. I'd rather go to robinson's, look at the esprit, surfers paradise, and springfield sections&amp;nbsp;and get one pair of jeans and a few shirts. Yay! So excited. Then, there's monday, where me and aishah are supposed to look for our dresses. That's going to be one hell of a tiring day. And then, tuesday. Aaaaah, I'm looking forward mostly to tuesday. Coffee Bean day. O LEVELS ARE OVER, SO, TIME TO PARTYYYYY! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-3347299990031436234?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/3347299990031436234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-cannot-wait-to-go-to-robinsons-sale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3347299990031436234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3347299990031436234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-cannot-wait-to-go-to-robinsons-sale.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-548945576587381574</id><published>2010-11-10T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T21:27:34.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, at 9, the contractors came. My dad was like, wake up, wake up, they wanna break the cornice. I was like, now? So abrupt, we didn't even know they were coming. And, with that, my plan to sleep till 11 went down the drain.&amp;nbsp;But, anyway, after they broke the thing, I had to clean up the mess. Now, I feel like returning to sleep, but i've got to do some more practices for tomorrow's last paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about the last paper, finally, o levels are ending. I guess it wasn't so bad, except for the physics paper and combined humans which killed me. Sad to say, I think i'd be doing worst in humans. Probably, I'd do even better for literature. Atleast a B3 for either one, i hope. The indecisive person that I am still cannot decide whether I'd like to go to jc or poly. But, there'll be two months to decide after this. So, i guess, there's nothing much to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, this holidays, there's no more holiday homework. So, I am totally going to sleep, go out a lot and work, if i got the job that i applied for. Totally looking forward to going out with my lovely friends, and spend time with my family. (: Before i continue to fantasize, i shall go back to reality and start on the 9 physics mcq papers that are waiting for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to all the people taking o level: AFTER TOMORROW/16th, WE CAN LIKE FINALLY HAVE FUN. YAY! &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-548945576587381574?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/548945576587381574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/11/today-at-9-contractors-came.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/548945576587381574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/548945576587381574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/11/today-at-9-contractors-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-7297486229009330775</id><published>2010-11-08T23:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T23:07:10.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TNjzC_nlL6I/AAAAAAAABGw/KwFJdI2rkjw/s1600/tumblr_lbbgvt9JPb1qzr04eo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TNjzC_nlL6I/AAAAAAAABGw/KwFJdI2rkjw/s400/tumblr_lbbgvt9JPb1qzr04eo1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-7297486229009330775?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/7297486229009330775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7297486229009330775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7297486229009330775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TNjzC_nlL6I/AAAAAAAABGw/KwFJdI2rkjw/s72-c/tumblr_lbbgvt9JPb1qzr04eo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-4105397516784783562</id><published>2010-10-09T01:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T01:29:18.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Expectation is the root of all heartache. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;-William Shakespeare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-4105397516784783562?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/4105397516784783562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/10/expectation-is-root-of-all-heartache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4105397516784783562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4105397516784783562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/10/expectation-is-root-of-all-heartache.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-2035412297227821146</id><published>2010-10-02T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T08:07:25.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TKdJAGT-U6I/AAAAAAAABGs/sT7KWw3_NVY/s1600/hari+raya+10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TKdJAGT-U6I/AAAAAAAABGs/sT7KWw3_NVY/s640/hari+raya+10.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a good break, going jalan raya with a whole group of new, awesome people with beautiful houses for the past two days. It really feels great to get to know these people. Definitely the best jalan raya I've been to since everybody was so together, and&amp;nbsp;they made sure i didn't feel left out. Thanks, you guys. Now, it's time for full energy to be directed to o's. I am super exhausted right now, but I'm going to do a few maths questions before I sleep. Gotta push myself, rite? Thanks everybody for the best jalan raya ever! Love you guys. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-2035412297227821146?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/2035412297227821146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/10/good-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2035412297227821146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2035412297227821146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/10/good-break.html' title='Good break.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/TKdJAGT-U6I/AAAAAAAABGs/sT7KWw3_NVY/s72-c/hari+raya+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-6955920845038443366</id><published>2010-09-30T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T05:40:29.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back again, after such a long time. I miss this blog, a whole lot. I know o levels are coming and all, but I guess, since facebook's the main distraction, re-opening this blog would be okay. I bet nobody reads whatever I blog about but that's not the point. It's just a place where I post stuff, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, prelims just ended. Not much to cheer about, since o's are like less than a month. But, i'm grateful enough for the breather. I need to do this exam well, not because it's going to guarantee my future, but just cause I slogged ten years in school for this exam. Hopefully, I get good results and it&amp;nbsp;might&amp;nbsp;lead me&amp;nbsp;to a good future. I used to have this really big dreams, about becoming a lawyer and all that. But, now that I think about it, I just wanna grow up to be a happy person, with a job that's sufficient to support me and to&amp;nbsp;lead the life I want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad for 2010, even with o levels, because this year, I found those people who truly care about me, walked away from those who obviously didn't and met new awesome people. I love this year, and hopefully, it will spur me to do well for o's. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-6955920845038443366?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/6955920845038443366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-back-again-after-such-long-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6955920845038443366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6955920845038443366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-back-again-after-such-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-3313992969640269623</id><published>2010-05-17T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T06:50:03.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess, in the end, you can only feel something really really deeply, if you were the one who was badly affected by it. No matter how much you can hate or love someone together with another person, soon, that other person will learn to let go. And, it leaves you back to square one, struggling alone. I guess I just realised that no matter what, we all have to be alone at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so long of not being in the same school as her, those who once hated her have learnt to let go, except me. I'm not usually the type who holds grudges. But, for this one person, it's different.&amp;nbsp;It's not that I didn't try. I just had enough of it. It's not that I didn't forgive. Repeatedly, I did. But, if someone keeps&amp;nbsp;hurting you,&amp;nbsp;sooner or later, you're gonna feel like a stupid idiot, and&amp;nbsp;lose all your trust in that person. And, all that you feel will turn into hatred. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, we meet people who are not quite like us, whom we don't really approve of, but we can still get along with, though, not close. But, there are people, or&amp;nbsp;should I say someone&amp;nbsp;whom we would really love and hold close to our heart. And, for me, I believe that there'll be one person that we'll remember forever, for whatever shit that person has done to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that person would be her. And, if people think I'm holding grudges or I don't know how to learn to let go, I don't really care. These people haven't met that person, that they will remember forever, for all the wrong reasons. It's like history, you know, we learn about it to stop another war. Same goes to why we remember an enemy forever, it's&amp;nbsp;so we won't be cheated in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-3313992969640269623?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/3313992969640269623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-guess-in-end-you-can-only-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3313992969640269623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3313992969640269623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-guess-in-end-you-can-only-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-3709945458187513109</id><published>2010-05-16T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T03:21:04.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sometimes I wish I could save you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And there's so many things that I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I won't give up till it's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wish I could save you, I want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wish I could save you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you, babe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stay strong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-3709945458187513109?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/3709945458187513109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-i-wish-i-could-save-you-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3709945458187513109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3709945458187513109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-i-wish-i-could-save-you-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-5692520074514337048</id><published>2010-05-16T03:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T03:10:31.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/S-_Eib2PkGI/AAAAAAAABGc/g_usFEtplRg/s1600/bestfriend..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/S-_Eib2PkGI/AAAAAAAABGc/g_usFEtplRg/s400/bestfriend..jpg" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-5692520074514337048?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/5692520074514337048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/5692520074514337048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/5692520074514337048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/S-_Eib2PkGI/AAAAAAAABGc/g_usFEtplRg/s72-c/bestfriend..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-8859733500618743285</id><published>2010-05-14T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T05:40:05.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, the mid-year exams are over. Of course it's not exactly a huge thing to celebrate about, since I've got&amp;nbsp;mt o's in two weeks or so. But still, we've got to live in the moment what. So, i'm taking the time to rest today, then probably continue studying for prep exams, and of course, one of the most important things in my life right now,&amp;nbsp;mt o's.&amp;nbsp;I seriously need to find time to do atleast one karangan before the o levels. Honestly, my karangan sucks to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, mid-year exams was not that bad. I think i screwed maths ppr 2, phy and poa ppr 2. The rest were not too bad, though I'm having doubts about english. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! Cannot wait for outing with &lt;strong&gt;hawk&lt;/strong&gt; on monday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hawk&lt;/strong&gt;, if you're reading this, we can only watch the movie at E!HUB due to some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;I will call you to confirm the details! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-8859733500618743285?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/8859733500618743285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally-mid-year-exams-are-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/8859733500618743285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/8859733500618743285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally-mid-year-exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-5367511651460383420</id><published>2010-04-16T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:43:24.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/S8lWKoTDcdI/AAAAAAAABGU/emZCp5zd8T0/s1600/ncc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/S8lWKoTDcdI/AAAAAAAABGU/emZCp5zd8T0/s320/ncc.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am going to miss every single one of you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;POP was yesterday, and so, there ends the 4 years spent in NCC. It's funny how time flies so fast and I can still remember how I marched that first time, after cca openhouse ended, as though it only happened yesterday. I'll miss spending lots and lots of time with jaga, nuraini &amp;amp; nadiah during NCC. Not forgetting all the part D's. I will miss the way you guys dress up for night walks. I'll miss changing into NCC uniform in the stuffy toilet. I'll miss lots of things. Yes, I've complained crazily about this CCA and I'm relieved that i've stepped down so there's more time to prepare for the O's. But, it's been a memorable experience and I'll miss all the times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'd like to thank mam for the cap and pizza, jaga for the cute little thing that says 'luv u', part c's for the cake and brownies, part b's for the sweets and my dearest part a's for the card with my name and all your wishes for me on it. And, the photo frame and the individual cards. Thank you everyone. I'm really touched that I made an impact on a part of your NCC experience. And Si Xing, if you ever come across my blog, your card really touched me. Rest assured I'll visit you guys. I WILL MISS ALL OF YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye NCC,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-5367511651460383420?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/5367511651460383420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/04/pop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/5367511651460383420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/5367511651460383420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/04/pop.html' title='POP.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/S8lWKoTDcdI/AAAAAAAABGU/emZCp5zd8T0/s72-c/ncc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-9080308787008501588</id><published>2010-04-02T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T07:21:59.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you guys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I MISS SO MANY PEOPLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss life in primary school where it was just pure bliss. I miss my clique back then. &lt;strong&gt;I miss Fazliana, Fairuz, Adibah, Aishyah, Aqilah, Jezmine.&lt;/strong&gt; I miss the happiness of coming to school everyday. I miss going through life knowing that someone's got your back. I miss those 6 years. Primary school was the best time of my life. I miss going to recess together, I miss promising to keep in touch with each other and writing in each other's biodata books. I miss signing each other's uniform on the last day of school. I miss wearing the epps uniform. I miss everything about primary school and the people in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss SYAHIRAH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we used to sing 'My Heart' together. How&amp;nbsp;you never failed to be there for me. I still remember the smurf tee shirt I gave you for your 14th birthday. Syahirah, I still keep the birthday card you made for me till now, you know. I miss listening to the&amp;nbsp;'My Heart' song that you&amp;nbsp;played on your guitar.&amp;nbsp;I MISS YOU, syahirah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss AISHAH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sha, I know for the same reasons that we both know, we're suddenly not being ourselves anymore. And, i hate that. I miss laughing with you, talking crap with you and just spending time together. I miss being study twinnies, taking neoprints, watching movies during the holidays, going out with each other amost everyday during December last year. No matter what happens, let's spend more time with each other now, ok? I MISS YOU, aishah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss SYAHIRA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss buying chocolate waffle before tuition. I miss sharing our problems&amp;nbsp;with each other. I miss going jalan raya when it was only me, you and jannah. I miss seeing you every Friday. I miss the times when we went for break with each other. I don't know what's happened to us now, I just hope we'll continue to keep in touch. I MISS YOU, syahira.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-9080308787008501588?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/9080308787008501588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-miss-you-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/9080308787008501588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/9080308787008501588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-miss-you-guys.html' title='I miss you guys.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-3252338723808260750</id><published>2010-04-01T20:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T20:59:45.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;“Sometimes, the best actors and actresses are the ones that aren’t known around the world. They’re every day people, hiding their pain and troubles behind smiles and lies, just so their friends won’t worry about them.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-3252338723808260750?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/3252338723808260750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-best-actors-and-actresses-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3252338723808260750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3252338723808260750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-best-actors-and-actresses-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-4523129202884931503</id><published>2010-03-06T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T20:34:24.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And, when she said that, I realised, oh, so&amp;nbsp;now there's a change in partnership. How shocking that someone can just stoop so low. How you don't have a stand, and that you can sway anytime.&amp;nbsp;It's like&amp;nbsp;you just open your door and let everyone in, even strangers.&amp;nbsp;I really don't know, i mean, it's up to you, it's your life, after all. But, one day, these things will get back at you and then, you'll realise, I need a stand in life. Till then, I wish you all the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-4523129202884931503?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/4523129202884931503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-when-she-said-that-i-realised-oh-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4523129202884931503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4523129202884931503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-when-she-said-that-i-realised-oh-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-9161212035052562694</id><published>2010-02-20T18:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T18:40:45.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh shit, sucky sucky sucky school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-9161212035052562694?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/9161212035052562694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-shit-sucky-sucky-sucky-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/9161212035052562694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/9161212035052562694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-shit-sucky-sucky-sucky-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-4713997126363926205</id><published>2010-02-16T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T05:27:25.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/S3qaJ2QCg_I/AAAAAAAABGM/_MDbJ0JF6uY/s1600-h/v%27s+day..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/S3qaJ2QCg_I/AAAAAAAABGM/_MDbJ0JF6uY/s320/v%27s+day..jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This movie is awesome! It was really, really good. Basically, it shows how people from all ages celebrate Valentine's Day and how people's feelings can change from the beginning of the day to the end of the day, how friendships/relationships can be formed and how hearts can get&amp;nbsp;broken. I thought it was one of the best movies I ever watched. Thanks huzaifi and bro for accompanying me! OH, today I was on full-on relax mode. It felt great to just laugh my ass off with my dearests and just enjoy life. Thanks cousins for teaching me how to play taiti. These simple moments in life are&amp;nbsp;infact, some of the best.&amp;nbsp;Since I'm done with homework and had a full day of relaxation, I'm ready to start school tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SURPRISE, SURPRISE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-4713997126363926205?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/4713997126363926205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4713997126363926205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4713997126363926205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day-d.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day! :D'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/S3qaJ2QCg_I/AAAAAAAABGM/_MDbJ0JF6uY/s72-c/v%27s+day..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-4732451900484031657</id><published>2010-02-15T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T07:23:24.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEESE! ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/S3ll6VKtV_I/AAAAAAAABGE/wNAdvpmiZIA/s1600-h/smile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/S3ll6VKtV_I/AAAAAAAABGE/wNAdvpmiZIA/s200/smile.jpg" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Everyone smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am so proud of myself because I managed to finish all of my weekend assigments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It feels really good, you know, that great sense of accomplishment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just LOVE it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be an awesome day, i'm watching valentine's day with huzaifi and bro. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-4732451900484031657?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/4732451900484031657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/02/cheese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4732451900484031657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4732451900484031657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/02/cheese.html' title='CHEESE! ^^'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/S3ll6VKtV_I/AAAAAAAABGE/wNAdvpmiZIA/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-5914259227820689543</id><published>2010-02-07T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T05:35:58.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so, so, so exhausted and I feel like my brain's gonna explode cause I spent my whole afternoon to 6 p.m studying. And now, I just wanna go to sleep. And, there's an seq test tomorrow and I just can't seem to memorise the part on Singapore's defence industry. Urgh, why must weekends end so fast? Seriously, it's like Friday, Saturday, Sunday. And then, the next thing you know, you're preparing for school on sunday night. Oh well, that's just life, isn't it? Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-5914259227820689543?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/5914259227820689543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-so-so-so-exhausted-and-i-feel-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/5914259227820689543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/5914259227820689543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-so-so-so-exhausted-and-i-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-6260842117940855809</id><published>2010-01-27T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T03:12:06.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dining Etiquette.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Today's dining etiquette with 4/6 @ ION Orchard's Swensens was the bomb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Everybody was feeling so excited and hyperactive and all, and everybody was ready to have fun. Oh gosh, and all the girls looked so pretty and the guys looked so smart. It's like, you can see the transformation from before the break, when we were still in our school uniform, to after the break, when the girls were in their dresses and heels or flats and the guys were in long-sleeved shirts with jeans. Everyone was looking so awesome! Plus, the place was great. And, my table was filled with the crazy and lame and funny and hyperactive people, so it was much more fun! Oh, and thanks Brian, you were an awesome partner! Honoured to have you as my partner. (: Anw, I'm sure we had a fun time, didn't we, 4/6? I love you guys. Gosh, I can just see why I'm gonna miss you all when we head our separate ways next year. I guess we'll just have to make the best out of the time left for us to spend together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-6260842117940855809?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/6260842117940855809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/01/dining-etiquette.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6260842117940855809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6260842117940855809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/01/dining-etiquette.html' title='Dining Etiquette.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-3148258694103949832</id><published>2010-01-24T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T05:25:38.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm satisfied cause I've finished studying for all my three tests tomorrow. I just hope I can do well for all. Then, no more tests for the whole week, since there's level camp from 27th-29th. And, after level camp, the real sec 4 life begins, with all the supp classes and more tests. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi sec 4 life, it's not so nice to meet you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-3148258694103949832?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/3148258694103949832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-satisfied-cause-ive-finished.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3148258694103949832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3148258694103949832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-satisfied-cause-ive-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-1907910627759944979</id><published>2010-01-16T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T06:23:59.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, omg. It's been so long since I last updated this blog. Secondary 4 life is so different from sec 1, sec 2 &amp;amp; even sec 3 life. It's only what, the second week and I feel so stressed, so pressurized. But, I feel so determined to work hard at the same time. I've bought all the assesment books I need to buy and I feel I should start working right away. I went to Popular just now to buy some books and I saw some other girls browsing through the 'O' Level shelves. And, I realised, that's only a few people. I'm gonna be facing competition from the whole Singapore. So yeah, I really need to work my ass off this year! Much much less blogging, tweeting and facebook-ing. More studying. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-1907910627759944979?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/1907910627759944979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/01/okay-omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1907910627759944979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1907910627759944979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/01/okay-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-2603828926532350466</id><published>2010-01-08T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T04:14:10.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First week of school, and I'm already sick as hell. But, well, I'd love to say that I'm happy with my subject teachers this year. I feel so motivated. Lol. So yeah, I can already feel the stress and everything. Which means less fb, blogger, twitter. More studying. (: Tomorrow, I'm going to tp openhouse with my babes. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Flu, go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-2603828926532350466?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/2603828926532350466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-week-of-school-and-im-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2603828926532350466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2603828926532350466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-week-of-school-and-im-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-8848454816468193886</id><published>2010-01-03T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T02:06:55.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awwwwww~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/S0BrQk7sCxI/AAAAAAAABF8/EuraWmpCx-4/s1600-h/baby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/S0BrQk7sCxI/AAAAAAAABF8/EuraWmpCx-4/s320/baby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow, I'm going to start the brand-new school year with a &lt;strong&gt;smile&lt;/strong&gt;, or atleast I hope to, even though I haven't completed all of my homework and I'm probably in deep trouble. But, i've completed most of it. And, I can bet that 90% of the people from 3/6(oh, we're 4/6 now!) did not do most of their homework. Maybe, i'm not that much of in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-8848454816468193886?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/8848454816468193886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/01/awwwwww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/8848454816468193886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/8848454816468193886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/01/awwwwww.html' title='Awwwwww~'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/S0BrQk7sCxI/AAAAAAAABF8/EuraWmpCx-4/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-9015636786300978036</id><published>2010-01-02T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T05:28:05.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I keep doing this wierd thing. I keep talking to people, saying that the o's are next year, next year i'm going to be in secondary 4. I AM SO WIERD, i just cannot adjust my brain to the fact that I am in the year 2010, and that I am taking the o's this year and I will be in secondary 4 this year. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I AM SO DEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-9015636786300978036?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/9015636786300978036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-keep-doing-this-wierd-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/9015636786300978036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/9015636786300978036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-keep-doing-this-wierd-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-1809913302849381660</id><published>2009-12-31T07:15:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T07:15:12.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/Szy_8K4k26I/AAAAAAAABF0/7XsjvHK3zWg/s1600-h/tumblr_kv73iuSaR61qzr04eo1_400.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/Szy_8K4k26I/AAAAAAAABF0/7XsjvHK3zWg/s400/tumblr_kv73iuSaR61qzr04eo1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-1809913302849381660?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/1809913302849381660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1809913302849381660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1809913302849381660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/Szy_8K4k26I/AAAAAAAABF0/7XsjvHK3zWg/s72-c/tumblr_kv73iuSaR61qzr04eo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-6791112728416038229</id><published>2009-12-31T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T07:12:50.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff i like to do at the very last day of the year.</title><content type='html'>I love to go to people's blogs and just read their new year resolutions. It's like, suddenly, everyone is so positive, so optimistic about the new year.&amp;nbsp;I also love to read the smses i receive at exactly 12, everyone wishing one another HAPPY NEW YEAR. I also love to go to my handphone calendar and stare at it until it changes from 31st December to 1st January. Sadly, I can't do two out of three of the above, because my phone's motherboard is spoilt and it's gone for servicing. Urgh. So, I'm uncontactable until they give me a spare phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of 2009 and I don't have any New Year's Resolutions. I would just like to stay positive and happy&amp;nbsp;all year round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people! ALL THE BEST IN ALL THAT YOU DO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-6791112728416038229?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/6791112728416038229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/stuff-i-like-to-do-at-very-last-day-of_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6791112728416038229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6791112728416038229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/stuff-i-like-to-do-at-very-last-day-of_31.html' title='Stuff i like to do at the very last day of the year.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-501569513229028487</id><published>2009-12-29T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T06:55:47.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You know what I like most when a new year begins? I love how, on the last day of the year, the papers will have the best's and worst's of the year. The best outfits, the best movies. The worst albums, the worst concerts. I just love to read all those stuff. And, I love to read the new year's resolutions people post on their blogs. It's like, everyone wants to start the year with a bright, positive attitude and forget whatever's happen the year before. But, it's sad to leave the past year, with all the beautiful memories. Because you'll never know if the people you love this year will be the people you love next year. Whether the people you hate this year will be the people you love next year. Whether any tragedies will befall you or your loved ones. Life brings surprises for all of us. All we can do is hope &amp;amp; pray.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2009 has sure been a year of ups and downs for every single one of us, 2010 might be better. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-501569513229028487?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/501569513229028487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-know-what-i-like-most-when-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/501569513229028487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/501569513229028487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-know-what-i-like-most-when-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-5397477082815959105</id><published>2009-12-27T07:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T07:03:03.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SEZAIRI WON! YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-5397477082815959105?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/5397477082815959105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/sezairi-won-yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/5397477082815959105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/5397477082815959105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/sezairi-won-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-980769516764177201</id><published>2009-12-26T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T06:33:39.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing, China!</title><content type='html'>Friday-11/12/09&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to arrive at the airport at 11.30, but we reached an hour earlier to have our dinner at Burger King, Terminal 2, for the last time, before we leave. So, we took the skytrain and everything and had our dinner. After which, headed back to Terminal 1 to check in our bags and stuff. Everyone seemed pretty shy at first, but the whole tour group bonded throughout the 8 days. Got to know that they are super friendly people. Sticked to my new friend, athirah, throughout the whole trip. She's great! So, we boarded the plane at around 12.55 or so, since our flight was at 1.35 in the morning. So, yeah, i think i slept throughout the whole flight, so time passed real fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-12/12/09&lt;br /&gt;You know, straight when you get out of the plane, you can already feel the weather outside. It was super cold, since it was -6 degrees when we reached. So, we claimed our baggage and everything and put on our winter coats. So, everyone was super eager to feel the weather outside. It was freezing cold, literally. So, we met our local guide and boarded the bus. We went straight to Forbidden City &amp;amp; Tiananmen Square which was huge, i swear. If you get lost in there, you'll probably never be found again. After that, we went for lunch. Let's just say that, the lunch wasn't the kind of food you have at Banquet in Singapore. It was waaay different. After lunch, we went for free foot massage. Me &amp;amp; athirah were under-aged so we just sat there with our feet in the herbal water. Later at night, after dinner, we went to this acrobatic show which was awesome! I mean, how can human beings be so flexible? And then, we checked into our hotel, and called it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-13/12/09&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, we went to the Jade Center and well, they taught us how to differentiate between real jade and plastic jade. They showed us how it was made and stuff. After that, we went to the Medical Cream center, and let's just say that, the woman there was very brave. She actually burned her hand just to show us that the burning cream works. Then, we were off to the crystal center. There was the biggest crystal ball and this beautiful amethyst case. After lunch, we headed off to the Great Wall! :D There was an accident on the road leading there, so, by the time we reached there, it was already 4. It was getting dark soon, since the sun sets by 5 there. So, my family, athirah, her brother and nasri climbed the great wall. Oh my goodness, it was tiring. The steps were so super steep. But, it felt so good after we reached the flag, you know! I mean, like, yay, we've been to one of the seven wonders of the world. (: The sense of achievement was great mann! After dinner, checked in to our ski resort, and everyone slept like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday-14/12/09&lt;br /&gt;We went to the ski grounds, put on all our equipment and stuff, and off we go. There was this professional guide who taught us how to ski, how to brake and all. We practiced below first, before going up the ramp, and down the slope. It was fun, great fun, though I fell like four times. I'm a scaredy cat man, serious. I was panicking cause I was going too fast, so I just let myself fall. Lousy nabilah! After that, we went to the silk center and the people there showed us how silk was made out of the cocoons and all. Pretty cool. After that, we went to the summer palace. Emphasise on the word summer, it was suppose to be for the emperor to reside during summer since there's many trees and all. So, during winter, of course, it's much colder. But, it's a beautiful place, and it is 4 times larger than the Forbidden City. Then, we went to the Fresh Water Pearl Center where we each got a pearl from a real oyster. The person actually cut the oyster up in front of us. Then, sugar dreams for all, back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-15/12/09&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, we went to HAPPY VALLEY AMUSEMENT PARK which was huge, but, sadly, most of the rides were either under maintenance, were only opened later in the day or was closed due to winter. The water rides were close of course, since all the water had frozen. So, pretty wasted. But, it was a great place to take photos/videos. But, atleast, we took the kiddy rides. There's always a kid&amp;nbsp;in me. LOL. After lunch, we went shopping. After dinner, we went straight back. Early night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-16/12/09&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Olympic Village first thing in the morning. Took lots of pictures at the Bird Nest Stadium, the Water Cube and stuff. And then, shopping, shopping, shopping the whole day, after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-17/12/09&lt;br /&gt;We had to wake up earlier since we were going to Tianjin which was 2 hours away from Beijing. We visited the Food Street and the Culture Street. Picture taking, again. (: Then, we went to the Chinese Tea House where they served us four kinds of tea. Then, shopping. Lastly, we went to the Hard Rock Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday-18/12/09&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Muslim Super Market, the largest one in Beijing and the Niujie Mosque, also the largest one. Bought food, snacks and all to munch along the way. And then, shopping again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-19/12/09&lt;br /&gt;Had to wake up like 5 in the morning to catch our flight which was at 9 in the morning. Reached the airport at around 7, checked in our bags and all, and then boarded the plane. I slept for a while, then I woke up, listened to wedding dress on athirah's ipod. Then, we ate our lunch. And then, camwhored with athirah, played stress, snap and then, talked about next year and the lives we were going back too in Singapore. And then, finally at 4, we landed. I was like 'yay, singapore!'. I missed the food, i guess. But, Beijing was great. It was an awesome getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's 4 more days to a new year, and 8 more days until school starts. And, i still haven't finished my homework. I'll go back to Beijing someday, but for now, I've got to give myself an optimistic view on next year. Oh, did I mention that they only serve chinese tea during meals? It was a luxury to have juice or any sweet drinks there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a pretty long post. Pictures are up on facebook, can't seem to post them here, photobucket's giving me problems. Nighty night. &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-980769516764177201?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/980769516764177201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/beijing-china.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/980769516764177201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/980769516764177201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/beijing-china.html' title='Beijing, China!'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-963982432070129516</id><published>2009-12-23T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T06:30:20.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I MISS BEIJING &amp;amp; WINTER SO MUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finished uploading pictures on fb,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm left with uploading the best pics here &amp;amp; give a little summary of my awesome holiday there. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-963982432070129516?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/963982432070129516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-beijing-winter-so-much-finished.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/963982432070129516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/963982432070129516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-beijing-winter-so-much-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-1966294574741647021</id><published>2009-12-19T02:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T02:29:35.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey singapore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M BACK FROM BEIJING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT WAS A SUPER, SUPER, SUPER AWESOME TRIP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was good, except the food.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm pretty glad to be back in Singapore but I'd rather be&amp;nbsp;in Beijing&amp;nbsp;where I didn't have to think of anything at all. Not homework, not school, not o levels, nothing. It was a great getaway. But now, I'm back to this sad, stressful life. Not forgetting, I made some awesome new friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-1966294574741647021?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/1966294574741647021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1966294574741647021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1966294574741647021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-singapore.html' title='hey singapore.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-6559858905019502432</id><published>2009-12-11T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T02:36:24.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday, baybehh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/SyIf4ZQtQ1I/AAAAAAAABFs/anuO8w3GDV0/s1600-h/heathrow-parking-airplane.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/SyIf4ZQtQ1I/AAAAAAAABFs/anuO8w3GDV0/s320/heathrow-parking-airplane.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Off to Beijing till next Saturday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye to the sun and the rain, hello winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/SyIfTaoAstI/AAAAAAAABFc/wsPn6oGrIvU/s1600-h/13633_190299459394_533794394_2785244_5747661_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/SyIfTaoAstI/AAAAAAAABFc/wsPn6oGrIvU/s400/13633_190299459394_533794394_2785244_5747661_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Since i'll be off till next Saturday, I'd like to wish my dearest cousin here a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY HAPPY 14th BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ALL THE BEST IN YOUR FUTURE, dearest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm always here for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-6559858905019502432?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/6559858905019502432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-baybehh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6559858905019502432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6559858905019502432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-baybehh.html' title='Holiday, baybehh.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/SyIf4ZQtQ1I/AAAAAAAABFs/anuO8w3GDV0/s72-c/heathrow-parking-airplane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-3219540276224083691</id><published>2009-12-09T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T06:18:25.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/Sx-u-48kK9I/AAAAAAAABFU/iDyBaO6cJWI/s1600-h/tumblr_ksqqp8WXtd1qzdr4go1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/Sx-u-48kK9I/AAAAAAAABFU/iDyBaO6cJWI/s320/tumblr_ksqqp8WXtd1qzdr4go1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I used to do this when I was little.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can hear your robot voice when you say something, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No connection absolutely to whatever I'm gonna blog about. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I went to study with sue at the airport today at our usual place, T3's Coffee Bean. I just love the people who work at Coffee Bean, they talk so professionally and everything. How cool is that? I'm like so mesmerized. They are all like, 'yes, maam?', 'that would be 3.90.' So, we managed to finished our chemistry homework and me, half of a social studies essay. Not bad. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After which, we decided to go to KFC for dinner. As usual, we had zinger burger, baybehh. It's been a long time~ So, during dinner, sue was telling me about her grandmother and stuff. And, it got pretty emotional from there. Well, i'm a pretty emotional person, you know. We were talking about death and everything. And, how, you can see this person healthy, happy today, and just the next day, a car accident takes the person's life away. Everything's just so unpredictable, but I guess death is inevitable, so, we've just got to treasure our loved ones while they are still here. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-3219540276224083691?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/3219540276224083691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-used-to-do-this-when-i-was-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3219540276224083691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3219540276224083691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-used-to-do-this-when-i-was-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/Sx-u-48kK9I/AAAAAAAABFU/iDyBaO6cJWI/s72-c/tumblr_ksqqp8WXtd1qzdr4go1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-6332627337032716659</id><published>2009-12-08T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T06:01:17.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been watching One Tree Hill all day long since aishah lent me the whole first season~ And, it's really, really good! Other than One Tree Hill, i've also been addicted&amp;nbsp;to Cup Walker's Caramel Chocolate Milk Tea. Omg, faints. Oh, I've also been addicted to neglecting homework. HAHA. I mean, holidays are supposed to be a time when you get to do the things that you like, stuff that you normally can't do during term time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, screw homework, &lt;strong&gt;I WANNA HAVE FUN~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, Beijing in 4 more days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Singapore Idol's results show just started. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;GO SEZAIRI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-6332627337032716659?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/6332627337032716659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/been-watching-one-tree-hill-all-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6332627337032716659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6332627337032716659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/been-watching-one-tree-hill-all-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-1824603455374661958</id><published>2009-12-06T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T02:11:22.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic;051209</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's picnic was pretty good. The weather was good, it was just the right weather for a picnic. (:&lt;br /&gt;The guys went kayaking, some went swimming, some ate, some played on the swings, some listened to music. Okay, you get the picture. After which, celebrated the birthdays' of the December babies with a cake, the 'Happy Birthday' song and of course, the exchange of presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here comes the fun part. We started playing games at around 7 or so. We played murderer and than it got boring, cause I was easily identified as the police. Oh well, I gave myself away by looking around while widening my eyes, looking for the murderer. HAHA. Then, we played pyramid. I kept on winning. The pure satisfaction. Nyahahaha~ Played several other games before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS FUN, FUN, FUN! OH, AND 6 DAYS TO BEIJING! weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-1824603455374661958?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/1824603455374661958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/picnic051209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1824603455374661958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1824603455374661958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/picnic051209.html' title='Picnic;051209'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-1504458107778532623</id><published>2009-12-04T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T05:24:56.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW MOON! (:</title><content type='html'>I went to search for presents with aishah yesterday. While we were walking, there were like so many people wearing the beautiful checkered shirts that me and aishah wants so, so, so, so much! So, we've decided to save our money and go shopping once I return from Beijing! OOOH, i so cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch New Moon with mum and aishah today. It was fairly okay, i should say. It ended abruptly, will have to watch Eclipse to find out the ending. Bella chose Edward, though I preferred she go with Jacob. Well, whatever, it's just a movie after all. LOL. Shouldn't get too caught up with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M OBSESSED WITH BOOKS~ &lt;br /&gt;Call me a geek/nerd all you want, i don't care. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-1504458107778532623?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/1504458107778532623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1504458107778532623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/1504458107778532623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon.html' title='NEW MOON! (:'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-5536426087072871842</id><published>2009-11-29T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T06:21:31.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a good trip, sue!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://s644.photobucket.com/albums/uu168/ladayyeilahh/?action=view¤t=IMG_1468.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="240" src="http://i644.photobucket.com/albums/uu168/ladayyeilahh/IMG_1468.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have an awesome&amp;nbsp;trip, babe!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stay safe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will miss you loads.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lotsa, lotsa love!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-5536426087072871842?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/5536426087072871842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/have-good-trip-sue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/5536426087072871842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/5536426087072871842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/have-good-trip-sue.html' title='Have a good trip, sue!'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-5870429399997882487</id><published>2009-11-29T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T06:02:52.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best five pictures from each of the outings. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holidays have been well, jolly fun. 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Marina Barrage/Airport</title><content type='html'>Cousin outing to Esplanade, Singapore River &amp;amp; Marina Square yesterday! (:&lt;br /&gt;Super good, super fun, AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing with aishah to Marina Barrage &amp;amp; Airport today!&lt;br /&gt;Super super good, super super fun, SUPER AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upload pictures when I'm back from JB on sunday. &lt;br /&gt;Till then, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA HAJI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-6040803147324267376?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/6040803147324267376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/esplanade-marina-barrageairport.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6040803147324267376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6040803147324267376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/esplanade-marina-barrageairport.html' title='Esplanade. Marina Barrage/Airport'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-3637466334474679814</id><published>2009-11-22T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T05:47:06.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/Swk_D9gLJ0I/AAAAAAAABDk/cfOtiDhhhbg/s1600/tumblr_kterspo7Ad1qzr04eo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/Swk_D9gLJ0I/AAAAAAAABDk/cfOtiDhhhbg/s320/tumblr_kterspo7Ad1qzr04eo1_400.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow, i like this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, hello there. I went cycling with aishah early in the morning today at prp. She was 45 minutes late, but it's fine, I waited anyway, while listening to my music. We went to rent a bike, after which, we cycled from one end of the park to the other, of course, while talking. It was fun, the weather was good, sunny with wind blowing in our faces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;IT WAS GOOD, REALLY REALLY GOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for the day, babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-3637466334474679814?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/3637466334474679814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-hello-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3637466334474679814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3637466334474679814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-hello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/Swk_D9gLJ0I/AAAAAAAABDk/cfOtiDhhhbg/s72-c/tumblr_kterspo7Ad1qzr04eo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-7799373440366744621</id><published>2009-11-19T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T05:59:15.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;PHILOPHOBIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fear of emotional attachment;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fear of being in, or falling in love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-7799373440366744621?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/7799373440366744621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/philophobia-fear-of-emotional.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7799373440366744621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7799373440366744621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/philophobia-fear-of-emotional.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-7920259059424212120</id><published>2009-11-19T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T05:09:58.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/SwVAO57bnTI/AAAAAAAABDc/WNc1jG3Fos4/s1600/comment_superpower.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/SwVAO57bnTI/AAAAAAAABDc/WNc1jG3Fos4/s320/comment_superpower.gif" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aishah has a &lt;strong&gt;superpower &lt;/strong&gt;other than flying! She managed to find a dress to wear for her graduation night performance in less than an hour, and it was even below her budget. I'm impressed. Her dress is bright red and she looks super&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;AWESOME&lt;/strong&gt; in it. Now, she needs just a coat or a blazer and heels to perfect her look. And, aishah, dun worry, babe, you'll do&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt; for your performance! I believe in you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After finding her dress, we went to check out the lee cooper&amp;nbsp;shoes that I badly wanted to buy. And, no surprise there, there was only size 4 &amp;amp; 5 left. Headed to Royal Sporting House instead and got my &lt;strong&gt;Lacoste&lt;/strong&gt; sneakers!&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Credit&lt;/strong&gt; goes to aishah since she helped me in &amp;nbsp;making the right choice. We went to eat at Burger King after that. Trained back to Pasir Ris, she went back to school for her recording and I went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think she was only 10 minutes late for her recording and we managed to do all of the above in 1 and a half hours. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good time management is the key to success!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Huahua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh&amp;nbsp; yeah, today, me, sue, laura, syakirin, jia yi &amp;amp; xue ming helped the teachers for tomorrow's graduation night decorations. The hall was almost done when we left, and it looks &lt;strong&gt;beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Have fun tomorrow, Class of 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-7920259059424212120?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/7920259059424212120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/aishah-has-superpower-other-than-flying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7920259059424212120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7920259059424212120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/aishah-has-superpower-other-than-flying.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/SwVAO57bnTI/AAAAAAAABDc/WNc1jG3Fos4/s72-c/comment_superpower.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-3113897318504595430</id><published>2009-11-17T05:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T05:57:22.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Would you rather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with syahirah!&lt;br /&gt;She's super sporting and she makes the game super fun! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-3113897318504595430?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/3113897318504595430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/would-you-rather-with-syahirah-shes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3113897318504595430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3113897318504595430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/would-you-rather-with-syahirah-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-4833295009687072808</id><published>2009-11-15T04:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T04:48:16.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Should I buy $39.90 Lee Cooper sneakers or just some normal $19.90 shoes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-4833295009687072808?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/4833295009687072808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/should-i-buy-39.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4833295009687072808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4833295009687072808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/should-i-buy-39.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-5992047521571280141</id><published>2009-11-15T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T04:46:17.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Camp was good, though super tiring. I went home, and slept for six hours straight after a good, long bath. And, I'm still tired! OMGGGG! Oh yeah, there were some conflicts/problems during the camp. But, what's life without problems?&amp;nbsp;Holidays have started, so &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS&lt;/strong&gt; to all! There's so many things to do during this holidays, so, I better manage my time well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-5992047521571280141?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/5992047521571280141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/camp-was-good-though-super-tiring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/5992047521571280141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/5992047521571280141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/camp-was-good-though-super-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-3599303983904862467</id><published>2009-11-12T01:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T01:13:48.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Off to NCC Camp from tomorrow to sunday morning. &lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a good one! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NABILAH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-3599303983904862467?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/3599303983904862467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/off-to-ncc-camp-from-tomorrow-to-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3599303983904862467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3599303983904862467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/off-to-ncc-camp-from-tomorrow-to-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-8261934814616190459</id><published>2009-11-11T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T03:57:17.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MY OFFICIAL HOLIDAYS STARTS NEXT MONDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got only five weeks to do so many things, since one week will be for the Beijing trip! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to do during the Nov/Dec holidays:&lt;br /&gt;-Buck up on my maths and phy! &lt;br /&gt;-Revise all topics in the Sec 3 syllabus.&lt;br /&gt;-Go out, out, out and just simply,&lt;strong&gt; enjoy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; aishah have been planning our outings during the holidays! We're gonna list a few places in Singapore and pick some of the most interesting ones and have lotsa, lotsa fun and not forgetting&amp;nbsp;lotsa lotsa pictures. And, oh yeah, I'm gonna have some cousin outings tooo! Aaaaah! So little time. Hopefully, by 31st December 2009, all my aims would have been accomplished. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year's gonna be one hell of a year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-8261934814616190459?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/8261934814616190459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-official-holidays-starts-next-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/8261934814616190459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/8261934814616190459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-official-holidays-starts-next-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-911352570220325146</id><published>2009-11-08T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T02:07:38.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I NEED TO FINISH MY HOMEWORK AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO ESSAYS FOR ENGLISH on top of all the comprehensions. OH MY GODDDDDD~&lt;br /&gt;DIE LAAAAA! Nvm, you suffer now, you enjoy later!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-911352570220325146?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/911352570220325146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-need-to-finish-my-homework-as-soon-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/911352570220325146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/911352570220325146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-need-to-finish-my-homework-as-soon-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-7778625377630822982</id><published>2009-11-02T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T02:59:06.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/Su67LXjarQI/AAAAAAAABDU/UNUnWcrE26s/s1600-h/fav+raya+pic..bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/Su67LXjarQI/AAAAAAAABDU/UNUnWcrE26s/s320/fav+raya+pic..bmp" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And, of course, my &lt;strong&gt;FAVOURITE&lt;/strong&gt; raya pic of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;K, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yes, I AM SO PSYCHED FOR THE TRIP TO BEIJING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;AAAAAAHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've bought my jacket, my gloves, my beanie &amp;amp; my scarve. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-7778625377630822982?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/7778625377630822982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-of-course-my-favourite-raya-pic-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7778625377630822982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/7778625377630822982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-of-course-my-favourite-raya-pic-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/Su67LXjarQI/AAAAAAAABDU/UNUnWcrE26s/s72-c/fav+raya+pic..bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-2406818191969899003</id><published>2009-11-02T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T02:50:44.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I finally finished uploading all of my hari raya pics. 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target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i644.photobucket.com/albums/uu168/ladayyeilahh/Raya%2009/IMG_2496.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s644.photobucket.com/albums/uu168/ladayyeilahh/Raya%2009/?action=view¤t=IMG_2497.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i644.photobucket.com/albums/uu168/ladayyeilahh/Raya%2009/IMG_2497.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s644.photobucket.com/albums/uu168/ladayyeilahh/Raya%2009/?action=view¤t=IMG_2499.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i644.photobucket.com/albums/uu168/ladayyeilahh/Raya%2009/IMG_2499.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-2406818191969899003?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/2406818191969899003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/urlhttps644.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2406818191969899003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2406818191969899003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/11/urlhttps644.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i644.photobucket.com/albums/uu168/ladayyeilahh/Raya%2009/th_IMG_2175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-564398560997468630</id><published>2009-10-29T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T07:00:13.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Swimming Carnival was &lt;strong&gt;awesome!&lt;/strong&gt; Like, really really good. I was like cheering my ass off. And, you know, i'm really proud to be a part of 3/6. It's like, when they cheer, they really cheer super loud, super enthusiastic and it's just so GOOOOOD~ And, yes, we &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;won&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;Best Class Cheer&lt;/strong&gt; for secondary 3's. Oh, weeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE 3/6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/6 won 3rd place for inter-class relay! YEAAAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;Didn't win anything for water polo, but we sure had fun, rite? Not forgetting the aching arms after the event.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah. Through the noisy atmosphere, I found my true friend.&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are. I've told you. No words can express how grateful I am to have you, &lt;strong&gt;aishah&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Cause, no matter what happens, i still have a true friend. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-564398560997468630?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/564398560997468630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/10/swimming-carnival-was-awesome-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/564398560997468630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/564398560997468630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/10/swimming-carnival-was-awesome-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-6079579537155932930</id><published>2009-10-20T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T00:44:41.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;To cambridge, you're just a number.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ms Junainah.&lt;br /&gt;Harsh but true. And, they would not hesitate to deduct marks from our papers since they've never met the person with that number. Why should they care, anyway?&lt;br /&gt;So, i'm determined to make that number lead me to 10 points during O Levels and to MJC.&lt;br /&gt;I'm working my ass off next year, aishah's with me, right babe? We're going to be nerds. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-6079579537155932930?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/6079579537155932930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-cambridge-youre-just-number.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6079579537155932930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6079579537155932930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-cambridge-youre-just-number.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-3673174148762138912</id><published>2009-10-17T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T01:28:26.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YAYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye to late nights of studying, eyebags, waking up at 3 in the morning just to study history. Good bye to all of that for a little while. Let's hope all of that paid off. It's nice to be able to&amp;nbsp;meet sleep, story books, facebook, msn and the cinema again. Now, there's like no homework at all, super good yet damn surprising. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i've been thinking how ironic our lives are. While we are watching Singapore Idol on a wednesday night, some others in Singapore are crying over the death of a loved one. While we are having a picnic with our family, some others on the other side of the world are running for their lives, from an earthquake, from a flood. It's scary to know that one day, we may be in that kind of unavoidable situation, the bad one, i mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really ironic. &lt;br /&gt;Guess i'll end here. Start treasuring your loved ones before it's too late, before that person's gone, just like that. When someone's gone, you don't want to have to think of what ifs that could have happened if you had treasured them more. You want to keep the good memories&amp;nbsp;you had with them and throw the bad ones away. Think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-3673174148762138912?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/3673174148762138912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/10/yayeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3673174148762138912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/3673174148762138912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/10/yayeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-6467346493980453691</id><published>2009-09-20T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T08:31:34.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya 09'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI TO ALL MUSLIMS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to apologise to everyone I've known if I've ever hurt you through my words and actions in the past. I really didn't mean to, people. I'm really sorry and I hope you forgive me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clearly had a fun, happy, extreme euphoric day today even though it's only the usual two houses. I love the food, the money, the atmosphere, the clothes, everything! So, to everyone, have a happy &amp;amp; awesome month ahead. Collect as much money as you can. HEHEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload the pics soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-6467346493980453691?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/6467346493980453691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/09/raya-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6467346493980453691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6467346493980453691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/09/raya-09.html' title='Raya 09&apos;'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-4953817655827376107</id><published>2009-09-16T06:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T06:12:38.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRAUMATISED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-4953817655827376107?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/4953817655827376107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/09/traumatised.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4953817655827376107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4953817655827376107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/09/traumatised.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-6625280476514181286</id><published>2009-09-12T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T06:53:27.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever you want to call it.</title><content type='html'>Thanks a million to&lt;strong&gt; S.AISHAH/BABE/HAWK&lt;/strong&gt; for the &lt;strong&gt;AWESOME BILLABONG&lt;/strong&gt; slippers which fits perfectly. You know me too well, huh, sha? Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;FAIRUZ&lt;/strong&gt; too for the pretty black necklace! Even though the gifts are belated, I still &lt;em&gt;appreciate&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;love&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;them! :D *winks at Aishah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HARI RAYA'S IN 8 DAYS TIME&lt;/span&gt;. And, coincidentally, both me and Aishah are in a state of &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;extreme euphoria&lt;/span&gt;. (Mdm Kala's word) Huahua. I got to start applying good vocabulary into my posts. LOL. So, i've decided that I wanna do well for my End Of Year exams and thus,&amp;nbsp;my blog will be&amp;nbsp;on hiatus after hari raya onwards. Which means, after i've posted all the pictures for the first day of raya, it'll be on hiatus mode. I'm feeling super enthusiastic. HAHAHAHAHAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i just remembered a joke in class few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raj: Wah, if one day a gangster runs after me, i'm gonna run very very very fast. (Determined face.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nabil: Ah, you no need run la. You just hide behind a black wall, then, they cannot see you already. Easy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ROFL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-6625280476514181286?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/6625280476514181286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/09/thanks-million-to-s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6625280476514181286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/6625280476514181286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/09/thanks-million-to-s.html' title='whatever you want to call it.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-4258900325797155869</id><published>2009-09-09T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T03:14:27.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M.A.C Heatherette Collection Eye Shadow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/Sqd6aIeqsmI/AAAAAAAABB8/xi1IUI-35O8/s320/41PrRctJi3L__SS400_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/Sqd6QjNeTfI/AAAAAAAABB0/ywjHeld03lk/s1600-h/419Q0wZQ%252B8L__SS400_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/Sqd6QjNeTfI/AAAAAAAABB0/ywjHeld03lk/s320/419Q0wZQ%252B8L__SS400_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Someone gave me my belated birthday present! She tricked me into believing that she was broke in order to surprise me when she gave me my present. And, i got tricked, of course. I'm like the most &lt;strong&gt;gullible&lt;/strong&gt; person. Haha. Anyway, that's not the point. That someone is &lt;strong&gt;SUREKKA!&lt;/strong&gt; And, she gave me that thing on top. Yes, that thing, that thing! It's like the first item from M.A.C that i have. Thanks Sue, Thanks Sue, Thanks Sue, Thanks Sue! &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU LOADS! &lt;/strong&gt;Of course, i dunno how to use it. Without any guidance, I will probably look like some&lt;strong&gt; lunatic&lt;/strong&gt;. So, i'm gonna ask Sue to teach me. When you need help with anything regarding &lt;strong&gt;fashion&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;em&gt;make up&lt;/em&gt;, Sue's the person to ask. Once she's taught me, I can use the eyeshadow during HARI RAYA! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Conversation at Reds Hairdressing Salon:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;Sue: Nab, I bought you a little something. I didn't wrap it, though. ( I swear her facial expression was like she was going to give me a MARS chocolate bar/something. Sue, sue.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Me: Nvm la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interrupted by few hairstylists.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;Sue: Um, i dun knw if you like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interrupted yet again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Me: Aiyoh, just give la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;Sue: K, nah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Me: OMGGGGGGGGG. (Of course, i cnt go up and hug her or something cause the person was cutting my hair.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, the whole purpose of this post is to thank &lt;strong&gt;SUREKKA, SUREKKA, SUREKKA &amp;amp; SUREKKA!&lt;/strong&gt; Thank you very much, dearest. Oh yeahh, me and sue got our hair cut. Now, aishah's the only one with long hair. Now, sue has BANGS(!) and short layered wavy hair. On the other hand, my hair's cut in a concave-y way. And, we both look different. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;WOOHOOO~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And, &lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU SUE&lt;/strong&gt;, once again! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-4258900325797155869?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/4258900325797155869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/09/mac-heatherette-collection-eye-shadow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4258900325797155869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/4258900325797155869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/09/mac-heatherette-collection-eye-shadow.html' title='M.A.C Heatherette Collection Eye Shadow.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/Sqd6aIeqsmI/AAAAAAAABB8/xi1IUI-35O8/s72-c/41PrRctJi3L__SS400_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-2033784654442341903</id><published>2009-09-05T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T06:18:30.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F I F T E E N !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;fifteen &lt;/strong&gt;already, pretty fast don't you think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd just like to say &lt;strong&gt;thank you&lt;/strong&gt; to my family, cousins, aunties, uncles,&amp;nbsp;grandparents, bestfriends, friends, classmates &amp;amp; Ms Junainah for the awesome day yesterday. Thank you for the birthday cards, presents, money, happy birthday songs, wishes through facebook, friendster &amp;amp; sms, blog posts dedicated just for me, the birthday cake, birthday celebration and not forgetting, whoever who wrote 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY NABILAH' on the class whiteboard. Thank you very very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really grateful for whatever you&amp;nbsp;guys have&amp;nbsp;done for me and &lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I REALLY REALLY LOVE YOU PEOPLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks once again, people, you guys really made my day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many many thanks to&lt;strong&gt; IBU, AYAH, NABIL &amp;amp; IYLIA, MAKNGAH &amp;amp; FAMILY, MAKLONG &amp;amp; FAMILY, MAKBUSU &amp;amp; FAMILY, MAKTEH &amp;amp; UNCLE SAINI &amp;amp; OF COURSE, AISHAH &amp;amp; SUREKKA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-2033784654442341903?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/2033784654442341903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/09/f-i-f-t-e-e-n.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2033784654442341903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2033784654442341903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/09/f-i-f-t-e-e-n.html' title='F I F T E E N !'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e79qV89SYSM/SqJb5JqICiI/AAAAAAAABBM/MJHBjwTFbXs/s72-c/IMG_2094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-2503384643214575196</id><published>2009-09-01T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T03:51:15.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers' Day Celebration.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;to all the teachers i've known,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may you have a great day today and thank you for being awesome teachers. Without you, i would have been nowhere. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday's teachers' day celebration was great, just like all other school concerts/events/functions. I enjoyed the part where the councillors' pretended to be certain teachers' and introduced themself to a class in the exact same way the teachers' always did. The concert was presented in a different way in that it was made into a form of a news report. It was pretty cool, the way they did it and all. Oh, the cupcakes were pretty tempting. &lt;strong&gt;LUCKY TEACHERS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh gosh, end of year exams are starting in like a month's time. AAAAAAHHHHHHH! &lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;*panicks*&lt;/span&gt; How to survive? So many stuff to study, understand and memorise! For combined science already, got 20 chapters, 14 chapters for POA, 11 for Maths, 4 big chapters for combined. humans, two books for lit. I feel like crawling into a hole and wait until everything's over. But, of course that's not possible. So, i've got to start cutting down the time i spent on the computer. September holidays is gonna be all about revision. &lt;strong&gt;Well, &amp;nbsp;GOOD LUCK TO ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-2503384643214575196?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/2503384643214575196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/09/teachers-day-celebration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2503384643214575196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/2503384643214575196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/09/teachers-day-celebration.html' title='Teachers&apos; Day Celebration.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-8769066264652483303</id><published>2009-08-30T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T06:44:00.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bag of laughs.</title><content type='html'>During eng class,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; sue: Mdm Kala, what if Raj is your son?&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Kala: There's alwaya a first time to be a &lt;b&gt;murderer&lt;/b&gt;, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny or not? Funny right? HAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During recess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue: There are 10 egg turtles beside the sea. 8 of them hatched, why didn't the other two hatch?&lt;br /&gt;Aish: They already went to sea.&lt;br /&gt;Sue: Oh my lord, aishah. I just said they were BESIDE the sea. Haiyooh, k, give up?&lt;br /&gt;Aish &amp; me: Yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;Sue: They were ninja turtles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ateekat: Why did the orange stop rolling?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Dunnno.&lt;br /&gt;Ateekat: It ran out of juice.&lt;br /&gt;Me: .________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in 3/6, sue came out with an improvement for the joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue: Why did the orange stop rolling?&lt;br /&gt;Asyraf: I dunnoo.&lt;br /&gt;Sue: It wanted to start rocking.&lt;br /&gt;Asyraf: .____________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUNNNNNY, RIGHT? Go on, laugh. THE SAVING THING IS ALWAYS LAUGHTER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-8769066264652483303?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/8769066264652483303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/08/bag-of-laughs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/8769066264652483303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/8769066264652483303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/08/bag-of-laughs.html' title='Bag of laughs.'/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2344395658122675352.post-95387487233981349</id><published>2009-08-30T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T01:47:43.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've changed my url. WEEEE! Credits to S. Aishah for creating it for me. Imma change my blogskin soon when i have the time. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2344395658122675352-95387487233981349?l=turntostardust.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/feeds/95387487233981349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-changed-my-url.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/95387487233981349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2344395658122675352/posts/default/95387487233981349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://turntostardust.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-changed-my-url.html' title=''/><author><name>Nabilah:D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17918315202351455435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXKhfTDuKvw/TeiYe9hTpQI/AAAAAAAABIc/k3TD-QCV5A8/s220/mee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
